I was trying to help a mate move house today and was trying to lift his mattress off of the bed by grabbing a hold of the edging where the stiches run along the side (no bloody handles to grab on to).
He's in the van sorting stuff out and I decide to give this thing a big heave to get it off of the bed as it was really heavy. Made of horse hair apparently although I think the horse was still in it
Anyway, I give it all I've got only for my right hand to slip from the edging and clock me straight in the eye socket
Actually, it missed most of the bone around the eye socket and the knuckles on my clenched fist seemed to catch me square in the eye instead
I felt as though my eye had been pushed so far back into the socket it made me see a huge flash of bright white light! It made me do that noise that Peter Griffin done when he fell hurt his shin! You know the one?
To top it off, my mate decided to give me a fright by hiding in the back of the van and bursting open the back doors when he heard me coming. The door has caught me on my cheekbone on the right hand side and any day now I'm expecting the bruising to go purple, then greeny colour then that mustard yellow colour it turns after a big wallop.
Deep joy
This is my last bevvy before I call it a night! Hopefully I'll wake up and it'll all be a dream
He's in the van sorting stuff out and I decide to give this thing a big heave to get it off of the bed as it was really heavy. Made of horse hair apparently although I think the horse was still in it

Anyway, I give it all I've got only for my right hand to slip from the edging and clock me straight in the eye socket
Actually, it missed most of the bone around the eye socket and the knuckles on my clenched fist seemed to catch me square in the eye instead
I felt as though my eye had been pushed so far back into the socket it made me see a huge flash of bright white light! It made me do that noise that Peter Griffin done when he fell hurt his shin! You know the one?To top it off, my mate decided to give me a fright by hiding in the back of the van and bursting open the back doors when he heard me coming. The door has caught me on my cheekbone on the right hand side and any day now I'm expecting the bruising to go purple, then greeny colour then that mustard yellow colour it turns after a big wallop.
Deep joy

This is my last bevvy before I call it a night! Hopefully I'll wake up and it'll all be a dream


