I can now say I have had the most ridiculous injury of my life.
I am not a regular eater of doughnuts but I grabbed one as I left the PTA meeting yesterday morning.
I took a quick bite as I turned my car out of a parking space.
I had cut my bottom lip open on a glazed old-fashioned.
A pointy edge of the doughnut pierced my lip.
I howled and dropped the doughnut in my lap.
I used the fancy flower napkin it had been wrapped in to stop the bleeding.
Consider this a public service announcement.
I was attacked by a pastry.
It could happen to anyone.
Or maybe just me.