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My poor finger got attacked by the pop top of a can of tomato soup. I still don't understand what happened. One moment I was pulling back the lid and the next i was bleeding all over. Now 3 stitches later my finger gets a nifty little sock to call its very own.Monday, May 31, 2010
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I told Rhonda about this and she made a valid point: If you just woulda come up here for memorial day this never would have happened. The end. (okay, not the end. I am so sorry you cut open your finger and NOW we can be twinners because I had to get stitches in my pointer finger when I was little cause I cut it open on a can of olives. It's awesome because now every time you get your fingerprints done, the people will say something about that scar every time. Promise)
ReplyDeleteWe are jealous, we all want socks for our fingers too...just not the owie that goes with it! Hope it feels better soon!
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