Monday, November 14, 2005

Face ache

So yesterday I trod on the teeth of a garden rake. Now, of course, normally rake related accidents will always make me laugh but even with the high comedy of the handle whipping up and smashing me in the schnozz, it actually made me cry. My nose throbbed a lot, cartoon-style, for a long time, while I panicked that there would be bruising. When my nose wasn’t too sore to touch anymore, I realised it felt extra soft, as if it had been tenderised.

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