So what happened was … I was attacked. By a can of vegetables. Can you believe it? There I was, minding my own business, when the can ruthlessly hurled itself out of my hand and viciously attacked my foot [with its edge!] for no reason. There was much yelling and cursing but ultimately, I think I won because I put a hole in that son of a … gun, and bled him dry.
Which sounds a lot more entertaining, and far less humiliating, than I dropped a can of green beans on my foot like a dumbass. 🙄
Thanks you guys, for being concerned. 🙂 *hugs*
Or wait, maybe I could say that I injured it because someone on the Internet was wrong and I had to go kick their a$$. No?