To tell the truth.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
As is my custom, I ran headlong for the bathtub the second those little heathens were put to bed. A great bottle of bubble bath tonight, cherry flavored, must have been a good year for it, becuase it made the most delightfully frothy bubbles.
I laid in the bath, water as hot as I can stand, a billion popping bubbles floating near my chin and a book in my hands. Tres relaxing. After about half an hour I started to sweat, which is disgusting, even in a bath, so I soaped up with one hand - my book was getting really really interesting - and pulled the plug.
As the water filtered down the drain I said to myself, I'll just finish the page and then I will get out. Then it was, just to the end of this chapter until finally I came to the end of the book, realized my water was long gone and that I was freezing.
A horrible grinding, popping sound.. kind of like a long wet fart, sounded when I tried to sit up.
I had not realized that while the water was slowly draining away, a freaky suction cup accident was waiting in the wings.
Now that I have a hickey roughly the size of a saucer on the small of my back, I am wondering if I should tell hubs the truth or try and make up a lurid tale about a long trunked elephant and a rabid pack of leeches.
pee ess: pictures - mainly of Smokey, going up ASAP at the photo blawg
Labels: I'm a Dumbass, I'm Important Too
posted by Bluepaintred @ 10:41:00 PM
19 Comments:
Why did the leeches have to be rabid?
Leeches???
(screeches!!)
Have him make up something! And post it!
I've had that happen with my testicles.
just tell people it was an accident with a banana, a hedgehog, and an industrial vacuum cleaner. Then leave with a sly smug on your face.
Let them work out the story for themselves.
I would definitely love to hear a made up story that you could share with the hubby!
Funny lady you are! I'm sure you can come up with something good to tell the hubby.
I cannot listen to anyone speaking of taking baths...I might cry.
lmfao! that sounds....interesting!
you really don't need the leaches if the elephant was enthusiastic.
I say go with the story! It is just more fun that way!
:-)
I would go with the suction. Great story...
blame aliens. people are always willing to believe aliens if you can hold up an odd physical blemish as proof
Only to you would this happen!
Bwahahaha!!!
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'Round here we call hickeys "monkey bites". Maybe King Kong was in the neighborhood?
Please, please! I want to hear the made up story, I bet it's incredibly funny.
Greets Julia
I totally know exactly what you are talking about! I know that exact feeling and the exact sound.
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