Speaking of blood . . .

Her: There's blood on your shoes . . . and pants . . . and shirt.

Me: Yeah.

Her: What happened?

Me: . . . Uh . . . Cut myself shaving.

Her: That must've been one hell of a razor.

Me: Yeah.

Her: Want to talk about it?

Me: . . . Better not.

Her: Want to go to the hospital?

Me: Just hook me up with an IV and I'll be fine.

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