JonnoJonno
Banned
Evening cunts
So I'm cooking a spicy chilli and going great guns with the chopping, when I run my Zwilling cook's knife across one of the tips of my left hand fingers.
Pouncing spontaneously upon the wound, armed with a kitchen towel I succeed in stemming the bleeding (although legally converting my quorn chilli into a non-vegetarian option).
It is now 30 minutes after the event, and I am completely unable to discern which digit has been injured. I have searched each finger intimately, and even dipped my spectacles to look closely at my hand, and can still not remember which finger was sliced.
I have healed like a God. Bow down and worship me you mortal twunts.
A couple of bottles of wine may or may not have been involved, but the tissue remains as evidence
So I'm cooking a spicy chilli and going great guns with the chopping, when I run my Zwilling cook's knife across one of the tips of my left hand fingers.
Pouncing spontaneously upon the wound, armed with a kitchen towel I succeed in stemming the bleeding (although legally converting my quorn chilli into a non-vegetarian option).
It is now 30 minutes after the event, and I am completely unable to discern which digit has been injured. I have searched each finger intimately, and even dipped my spectacles to look closely at my hand, and can still not remember which finger was sliced.
I have healed like a God. Bow down and worship me you mortal twunts.
A couple of bottles of wine may or may not have been involved, but the tissue remains as evidence