I was just minding my own business washing dishes when all of a sudden something beneath the bubbly surface slice me.
I pulled my hand out to discover a nice little cut high up on my index finger.
It's strange that 90% of the time I get sliced in the same place.
I surprised myself by actually having bandaids available!
Returning to the sink I confirmed my suspicions on what had attacked me.
It was the usually offender: Mr. Drinking Glass.
I pulled my hand out to discover a nice little cut high up on my index finger.
It's strange that 90% of the time I get sliced in the same place.
I surprised myself by actually having bandaids available!
Returning to the sink I confirmed my suspicions on what had attacked me.
It was the usually offender: Mr. Drinking Glass.
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