The girlfriend stayed over last night and got up and headed for the bathroom where I hear “ow ow – ow – what the f$#*&% is that” followed by a short pause and the light turning on, followed by “damn Hootchie”.
Now to put this in context, I sometimes rinse of my gear with freshwater in the bathroom sink and hang them by the hooks on the towel rack or on the edge of the counter top to dry and them put them back in the tackle box (hey - it’s a bachelor pad). I guess I must have missed one, but not to worry, there was no real injury or unintended body piercing.
Luckily my survival instincts kicked in and I was able to suppress all laughter or smiles and even managed to blurt out a sincere “sorry hun”. Surprisingly, I also avoided serious Injury.
Now to put this in context, I sometimes rinse of my gear with freshwater in the bathroom sink and hang them by the hooks on the towel rack or on the edge of the counter top to dry and them put them back in the tackle box (hey - it’s a bachelor pad). I guess I must have missed one, but not to worry, there was no real injury or unintended body piercing.
Luckily my survival instincts kicked in and I was able to suppress all laughter or smiles and even managed to blurt out a sincere “sorry hun”. Surprisingly, I also avoided serious Injury.
