...the safe money is on the hammer. While nailing up the trim around the window I cau
ght the tip of my thumb with the hammer. I think I was distracted by the glares I was getting from the neighbors. Neither really bothered me, so I just kept on working. It wasn't until I felt something wet on my wrist that I thought to look at my thumb again. Yikes! Not to be deterred, I finished the window.
It all ended well as the girls took great care to get just the right band-aid for my owie. And I think the neighborhood punks are going to think twice about breaking in to the shed once they notice the bloody fingerprints and splatters on the window trim.
ght the tip of my thumb with the hammer. I think I was distracted by the glares I was getting from the neighbors. Neither really bothered me, so I just kept on working. It wasn't until I felt something wet on my wrist that I thought to look at my thumb again. Yikes! Not to be deterred, I finished the window. It all ended well as the girls took great care to get just the right band-aid for my owie. And I think the neighborhood punks are going to think twice about breaking in to the shed once they notice the bloody fingerprints and splatters on the window trim.
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