Thursday, January 24, 2008

"You Have One New Message"

Me: "My husband called to tell me that he shot himself in the finger with a nail gun."

Entire broomball team: "What?!?! Is he going to the emergency room??"

Me: "No, this is what he told me: 'I'll just call my brother and see if he can get me more band aids because that's all I really need.'"

1 comment:

  1. Hey!

    We only had 3 Band Aids left, and they kept soaking through with blood.

    I ended up going to urgent care a few hours later because Maggie kept bugging me about it.. And got a cold for my trouble.

    I hate doctors.