Well, it's not like
he didn't
try, I was going to say something but he looked so determined on fixing it so I just kept my trap shut. Then the thing had to go and fall on top of him, you think after living with three Brits in the house you'd know every English profanity word by now. Anyway, from where I was standing it looked kinda funny but I couldn't laugh, I mean, I don't have a death wish.
I was watching the History Channel earlier, show called "Modern Marvels: Death Devices" about capital punishment, it talked about all the different ways to kill people. I still think a stake is more effective. Or a crossbow to the heart. All that hanging and electrocuting stuff takes too much time. Oh, I'm never going to the dentists office again.
Maybe I'm just paranoid but everyone's looking at me strange, and they kept asking what happened. I don't know what happened, I can't tell them if they keep with the cryptic, when did what happened? Why was I involved? You know what? I don't want to know, not knowing is best. Just nod and smile.
=)