Picture it. I’m sitting in my office, chewing some gum and, out of nowhere, I bite my tongue. But not only do I bite my tongue – oh no, that wouldn’t be ridiculous enough. I bite my tongue so hard that it bleeds. Profusely.
You’d think that with 31 years experience, I’d be able to have my own tongue in my own mouth without biting it. You’d think.
I would like to point out, in case you are ever considering biting your tongue so hard that it bleeds, that it’s very difficult to put pressure on one’s tongue in order to stop profuse bleeding. I mean, I grabbed a tissue and applied pressure, but then the tissue just all sticks to your tongue and it’s all “Ick, I’m eating a Kleenex now! A bloody Kleenex from my profusely bleeding tongue.”
Also from the too much information department, some photos of said injury:
Today’s episode of stupidity has been brought to you by the letter I1
1as in, I am a jackass.