Popular Post RDB Posted February 20, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted February 20, 2022 Sitting on the bed last night switching out some trebles for an upcoming trip. I went to sit up, not realizing that I had dropped a 110 next to me, and buried 2 hooks through my shorts and into the left butt cheek and the other hook through the sheets and into the mattress. I can only tell what’s going on by feel as I can’t see. At this point I am pretty immune to hook sticks but I am literally pinned to the bed, no one else is home, no knife, and the hook cutters are 10 feet away teasing me. I yanked and pulled but gave up and finished my project. A few hours later the wife comes home but she’s not going to touch it, so I had to wait another hour for one of the boys to get home. After a few wire clips, a lot of laughter and pictures, and my inability to coach through 2 failed floss tricks, I convinced them to push the hooks through and I was a free man, none the worse for wear. The only cost was $100 to keep my wife from posting it on her d**n Facebook. Just curious if I am the only one that has brain fart moments. Unfortunately, this experience is called a Tuesday in my world. 3 1 42 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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