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After our nightly Sci/fi, monster movie time, Michaela decided to scare the crap out of me.
I hear her hollering for me from around the stairs. I look over to see what the problem is. What do I see but a blood drenched arm dripping over the floor. With one hand she tells me,
"Help, I was playing downstairs, and I fell and hurt my arm. Dad it hurts."
Now this much blood could only come if say she hit a vein, however unlikely this is, it is my parental duty to help.
So I calmly walk over to clean off her arm, bandage her up, and go to the hospital.
Under the water, and proper lighting I see the red food coloring...
...
...
...
little shit
...
she laughs and says "got you"
...
..
.
April Fools is going to be a bitch this year. :)
I hear her hollering for me from around the stairs. I look over to see what the problem is. What do I see but a blood drenched arm dripping over the floor. With one hand she tells me,
"Help, I was playing downstairs, and I fell and hurt my arm. Dad it hurts."
Now this much blood could only come if say she hit a vein, however unlikely this is, it is my parental duty to help.
So I calmly walk over to clean off her arm, bandage her up, and go to the hospital.
Under the water, and proper lighting I see the red food coloring...
...
...
...
little shit
...
she laughs and says "got you"
...
..
.
April Fools is going to be a bitch this year. :)
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