We just had a Code Red Level 4 Emergency at our house. The Aggie was out cleaning up the backyard so the dude could cut grass when he injured himself. He was moving a roll of chicken wire -- left over from the temporary fencing (thanks Hurricane Ike) -- when a stray strand popped loose and smacked him across the face. At first glance, I was pretty confident that he put his eye out. As if we don't have enough problems, he goes and blinds himself with chicken wire.
Luckily, the Aggie's stealthy moves prevented him from gouging his eyeball out. He jumped back just in time and the two unruly strands slapped him ONE MILLIMETER below his actual eyeball. I am not even kidding or exaggerating. He was this|far from being really screwed. Thank god that the only residual sign of the incident is a large grid-patterned whelp across the right side of his face.
Seriously, who wants to go to the hospital because of your mangled eyeball when there is Mardi Gras festivities to be had tonight. Can I get Amen?
Luckily, the Aggie's stealthy moves prevented him from gouging his eyeball out. He jumped back just in time and the two unruly strands slapped him ONE MILLIMETER below his actual eyeball. I am not even kidding or exaggerating. He was this|far from being really screwed. Thank god that the only residual sign of the incident is a large grid-patterned whelp across the right side of his face.
Seriously, who wants to go to the hospital because of your mangled eyeball when there is Mardi Gras festivities to be had tonight. Can I get Amen?
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