Blunt toe cutter.
Just a short one....

Getting out of bed, I sat up, shuffled round a bit, coughed, farted, scratched my balls, and flung back the quilt - ready to start a brand new day.

When I swung my legs around to stand up though, I caught my big toe on the 'seam' edge of the radiator. Thrown off balance by my legs suffering interuption mid-swing, I ended up on all fours on the bedroom floor (fnarr fnarr) momentarily before doing the hopping shouty "Stubbed toe dance".

The astute among us will have noticed that I deliberately described the edge of the radiator, that's because I kicked it with enough force to cut my big toe from root to tip, splitting the nail in half en-route. The blood was plentiful, though not excessive. The blood I found that night when I took my work boots off had soaked my sock to the ankle.

See what happens if you wake up bright & cheery?!
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Fri 8 Aug 2008, 11:43, Reply)