Please, like you've never had the urge.
So...last weekend I snuck up on Wes and pinched his nipples from behind. hahaha - I'm laughing out loud as I write this. Why is it that silly names are given to such funny body parts? Nipples. Haha.
Anyyyyyyway...Wes has cat-like reflexes, so he immediately grabbed both of my hands in one of his and started tickling me with the other. Tickle - another funny word. Well, anyone who knows me well, knows that I HATE to be tickled. My reflex? Not so smart. I flung my body backwards, along with Wes' and crashed into the corner of our dresser at full speed. The rate at which I reacted, combined with both of our body weights caused the below wound:
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This image is immediately following the incident. Fast-forward a day or so and you would see an ugly bruise and raised skin. It was a beauty. |
I'm happy to report that things are healing well. A scab has surfaced and it's itchy - all good signs.
I've also learned my lesson - to successfully pinch nipples, move to an area free of sharp edges.
Nipple. :)