Over on Toodie's blog -- Babblelot -- she wrote about how she got zapped when she moved her hubby's bug zapper in a closet. Well, that gave me a chuckle and reminded me of an 'incident' from my past...
Back in 1976, my ex was getting ready for work early one morning on a cold Chicago day. Either he was a little sleepy or a little dimmer than he thought he was, because his plug-in electric shaver's connection was a little loose and the electric cord kept falling out, soooooo...he bit the cord's prongs to tighten them! Go ahead, you can laugh. He lived through it.
BUT... when the electricity flowing through the cord met his wet lips...well, it lifted him up and, when he came to, he found himself in the bathtub across the room.
ohhhh...I gotta go. Even after all these years I'm almost peeing my pants!
irony … the opposite of wrinkly.
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