After we wrestled (& I won of course), we were pooped & both crashed out on Mike's bed...in the dark. We didn't intend on falling asleep & were both laying crooked...however we landed. After a few minutes, for whatever reason, Mike decided he wanted to lay on his pillow...so he sat up, repositioned himself and layed back down. Unfortunately for me, I was already laying on his pillow.
The next thing I know, WHAM!!!! The back of Mike's head slammed into my forehead!! OUCH!! I was in the fetal position until the stars stopped spinning around my head. Let's just say that it was a long, sleepless night with ice attached to me forehead!!
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yikes! thats huge. sheesh girl.
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