Just experienced my first impaling tonight, and I barely lived to tell the tale. I was washing the girls hair in the bathtub and my feet slipped on the tile floor. I flew head first into the bathtub, but the fall was broken when my stomach and the bathtub faucet met. I crawled to the girls floor waiting my untimely demise via internal bleeding.
As you can tell, I'm still here, so there was no death involved. Just a sore stomach.
It would have been funny had it not happened to me.
Tyler's first response, "Did the girls laugh at you?". Thanks, thanks so much, son.
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