A Series of Unfortunate Events

(Add your own!)

MacSpon fell over and grazed his knee slightly. He also had a mild headache.

Bear_Nenno hit a curb at 50mph and destroyed the rims and tires on the passenger side of his car.
/expensive

Am I playing right?

FairyChatMom got spaghetti sauce on the front of her blue shirt. Perhaps a bib would have been in order??

IrreverentTone spiked her knuckle while wrapping a twelve foot cactus in Christmas lights. Part of the spine came out.

Flamingbananas got wacked in the head with a soccer ball during gym today.

**Pokey ** spilled soup on her keyboard and then she ate half a bag of licorice allsorts and now has a stomach ache :frowning: :frowning:

Kythereia spilled hot wax all over herself. (A candle from a church altar tipped over, people, get your minds out of the gutter!) She also stubbed her toe, skinned her ankle, bumped her head, and lightly sprained her wrist.

TheOtherOne dropped a drumstick, then headbutted a hi-hat stand while attempting to retrieve it, causing him to knock over the ashtray, which fell unto his bottle of whiskey, which was ignited by the lit cigarette he had forgotten about. Once the smoke cleared, he realized that he was completely naked…in public.

Jeez, TheOtherOne, I don’t know if I can follow that one!

fishbicycle swerved on his bike to avoid a car in a grocery store parking lot at dusk, hit a concrete abutment and went over the handlebars, landing on his face, seven years ago. His ears are still ringing from the impact.

Heh. Been there, more times than I care to recollect. Although it involved picks and mic stands instead of sticks and hats. Don’t drink scotch on stage, kids…
Picker spilled coffee all over his shirt halfway through the first full production meeting of the the new theatre company he’s composing for. In an unfortunate lull in the conversation, during which every eye was turned upon him, and in full view of the entire production staff…

Yllaria’s cat tore the ligaments on the outside of his right knee. $380 later he’s in a cast and hobbling along fine. Everyone keeps asking me how he did it. I have no clue, but I’m beginning to say that he was going for an easy layup, got elbowed and just came down on it wrong.

Last week, Draelin fell down a flight of concrete stairs while leaving work, because flare jeans + high heels = potential for injury. It was witnessed by two people who are not friendly enough with her to laugh at her misfortune, and she managed to end up on the landing on her (now spectacularly bruised) knees, then raise her arms in victory, as if she meant to do it. In addition, she pulled every muscle in her right shoulder trying to save herself by grabbing the railing, but, obviously, failed miserably.

Then last night, in a misguided attempt to get to the laundry room as quickly as possible and then begin watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban while her clothes dried, she fell down the stairs in her own garden apartment, tumbling all the way down to the door, where she hit her head. A plethora of new bruises are expected to show up sometime today.

Draelin has decided that from now on, she should make every effort to live and work on the first floor.

Anne got a cold and had a dentist appointment.

cher3 has a mysterious red mark three inches above her left ankle which is neither a bruise nor a scrape.

She also has a small but angry canker sore on the tip of her tongue, which made eating those potato chips not only unwise, but rather painful

swampbear tripped over his untied shoe lace while explaining new policy to his dazed co-workers, bumping his knee on the conference table, causing it to collapse upon said co-workers, startling them and causing one of them to accidentally bump the fire alarm and setting it off. The fire department came and saw smoke coming from under a bathroom door, where a certain co-worker was illegally sneaking a smoke. The fireman broke down the door catching the illegal smoking co-worker with his pants down on the toilet. Co-worker, in his haste to cover himself, stood up suddenly, tripped over his pants and hit his head on the tile floor, causing blood to gush out of his opened head, which caused the fireman to call 911. The ambulance, upon arrival, accidentally ran into a pillar supporting the front of the building, causing the building to collapse upon the ambulance, the fireman and several of swampbear’s co-workers. Meanwhile, swampbear calmly bent down and retied his shoe.

The End

The shirt Zebra wore today was kind of itchy.

Dare_Devil007_'s permanent lower retainer started to feel loose and she discovered that the cement glue had chipped off and one side of it was almost hanging off. Now, she cannot bite things with her front teeth in fear of chipping off the cement glue on the other end of the retainer which is still cemented to the back of her lower bottom teeth.

FIN.

After a wild night in bed, moi awoke to discover that her lover had given her a subconjunctival hemorrhage. Worse yet, she has been unable to come up with an excuse for said ailment when her co-workers inquire about it.

Deva woke up last Tuesday morning all of two minutes before she was supposed to be at work. In the midst of the flurry of getting ready, she tried to call her boss and discovered her cell phone had been cut off due to non-payment. The single phone hooked up to the house line is missing. She does about 20 over the speed limit to try and make it to work before the “30 minutes late and you get sent home” cutoff. She arrives, breathlessly, 32 minutes late, and is sent home, not only for the day, but for the rest of the week, with an admonition that she had better not have that damn ‘thing’ in her tongue when she comes back.

Currently, meek is suffering from bladder distension arising from stifling urges to snicker.