So, I get a call from the school one day at work. It's the school nurse telling me that Tommy hada little accident and has a black eye. I immediately think," Oh no! He's gotten into his first fight! Who would touch my little boy? I'm going to have words with that kid's mother cause I'm sure my Tommy didn't/wouldn't start a fight, EVER!" Oh no. No fight. Well, maybe you could call a small bouncy ball a worthy opponent! Yes, he is my son. For those of you who know me, know that I am somewhat of a klutz and very accident prone. Seems that Tommy was bouncing his bouncy ball against the wall before school. Just as the bell rang, he decided to throw that bouncy ball against the ground just as hard as he could and he was bent over the area where he threw it (as hard as he could) and the dang thing ATTACKED him! Nice shiner, huh? I'm sorry, son. You may have your mother's klutzy, bad luck!
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I got my butt kicked once by a pipe wrench at work....... but i've never gotten a black eye from a bouncy ball! pricless
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