When was the last time you stubbed your toe so hard it brought tears to you eyes?
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I don’t remember, but that doesn’t mean it was long ago!
I stub my toes often but the last time it was so bad I cried was around 4 years ago. I was fighting with a friend and he ended up slamming my door so I got pissed and swung the door open fast and right into my toe!!! We’re still friends, always will be, but I blame him every time that comes up.
Last month playing softball outside with my girls barefoot!
I only cry at weddings and funerals. haha
Just a Mom: that’s a perfect example of how NOT to play softball. What a sacrifice to make for your daughters! lol
I don’t stub my toes very often *knocking on wood* but I do hit that cabinet that Jason made me that’s in the kitchen and always, ALWAYS have a bruise on one hip or the other. I turn to sharp there and bump right into it and NO Jason, you can’t have it back until I’m dead!!!!
But I did break my toe back before we moved out here playing “got you last” tag with Jason around the kitchen table. Talk about feeling like a fool!
I don’t stub my toe as often as I put gates down on top of them.
erm do I really really have to answer this one, I mean you know me right?
Should I rather just say twice a day? ok that is a lie 3 times?
Hee hee, this reminds me of a day when I was a kid. My mom has a, shall we say, “colorful” vocabulary. My dad has always been more religious and he really doesn’t like hearing F, F, F all the time. So one day he told my mom that if she said it one more time, he was gonna stick her in the butt with a pin. To that, she said “F you” and he went for a pin. (My dad is NOT violent, just so you know they were just playing.) So my mom starts moving her butt out of the way and my dad is after her. Well, my dad rammed his toe on a metal kiddy table leg and BROKE it. You know that HURTS. It was very hard not to laugh under the circumstances. “Needle”ss to say, my dad hasn’t again attempted that method of reforming my mom.