I just fell. Again.
I do fall a lot. I don’t know why but it happens. I’m only 34 and it shouldn’t happen but it does and sometimes it bloody hurts. The thing is half the time I’m laughing so much I can’t get up.
Tonight is no different. I literally just got home from a gruelling day at work. De-robed, shall we call it, leaned over the bed to point at something and fell flat on my face. Except I didn’t just fall on my face. There was a freshly made pizza just where my chest landed. Naked. Splat.
Here have the after pic

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