In his infinite wisdom, Bill decided to use GLASSES, not plastic cups. Secondly, for maximum effect, he was aiming at my face, instead of just at me. And third of all, once the door opened, just to make sure he ‘got me,’ he went through the doorway with the glass without even looking.
Well, the rest is history. Of course, not expecting such an assault on leaving my room, I simply walked out. His glass goes careening directly into my face at full force, smashes into my mouth, and the attempted prank goes horribly awry.
My tooth breaks off, and my mouth fills with blood. Both my upper and lower lips are sliced on my teeth, and of course I run to the bathroom.
It kind of ruined my weekend.
I went to the dentist this morning to asses the damage. The tooth will need to be capped. However, the story doesn’t end there. The tooth that broke was the first one to the right of my main front teeth. The problem is that he also hit my front tooth. It hurt like hell, and the dentist says there’s a good chance it may get infected, and that I’ll need a root canal.
To mark this wonderfull happening, I wrote a short little poem for my jackass roommate.
F-u Bill, 28 years I’ve had a decent smile
F-u Bill, now I look like a busted hockey player without style
F-u Bill, for being such an inconsiderate prick,
F-u Bill, you used to be cool, but now you can suck my ...