So the other day I came home from work and Caroline said that Michael had had a bit of an accident. I asked what had happened, concerned that it might be serious.
It turns out that Michael fell over. But that wasn’t the injury. It turned out that in falling (if we’re to believe the story) that he managed to end up with his tongue against a pole. Now quite some time ago as we headed into winter, i really did intend to say to the kids , “If someone says to you that you should lick a pole during winter, don’t.”
As Michael unfortunately found out, just like in the movies, when you lick a pole and the temperature is somewhere south of -15 degrees Celsius, it sticks, which isn’t really a problem.
It’s a bit like the old adage that falling never hurt anyone. It’s the sudden stop at the end that really does the damage. Similarly, sticking your tongue to a pole is easy. Pulling it off is a bugger. And that’s what Michael found out as he pulled his tongue from the pole and left some skin behind.
He’s adamant that he really did fall. I have my doubts.
1 comment:
Aw that's hilarious!
(And I don't believe that "I fell" excuse one bit!)
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