06-25-2018, 12:48 AM
Tonight, I had a babe over.
We're kissing and fooling around before we start the serious stuff and I'm like "hold on, I need to use the restroom first....... don't get up," and I climb over her.
As I'm trying to bring my second leg over, I fall, hit my mouth on my power wheelchair, chip a tooth and cut my lip.
Now, I have a chipped tooth and I'm spitting up blood.
Hopefully, we can get it fixed soon so I don't look like a complete hillbilly.
It pisses me off because my smile was the one thing that everyone loves about me.
It's not the center tooth, but it's just off to the right, so it's not THAT bad, but still.
Just the luck of the half-Irish cripple.
We're kissing and fooling around before we start the serious stuff and I'm like "hold on, I need to use the restroom first....... don't get up," and I climb over her.
As I'm trying to bring my second leg over, I fall, hit my mouth on my power wheelchair, chip a tooth and cut my lip.
Now, I have a chipped tooth and I'm spitting up blood.
Hopefully, we can get it fixed soon so I don't look like a complete hillbilly.
It pisses me off because my smile was the one thing that everyone loves about me.
It's not the center tooth, but it's just off to the right, so it's not THAT bad, but still.
Just the luck of the half-Irish cripple.
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