I picked up an extra large glass nutella jar by the lid only to realize that someone did not screw it on. WHOOSH went the very heavy jar.... right onto my toe. It actually served me right. I had just answered a "getting to know you" survey asking me what body part could I live without. I unknowingly said, "my big toe." That blood blister popped and squirt all over the wall in our office. It was impossible to clean the stain off. Those German walls are not ideal if you had to hide any evidence of a murder. Soon after the nail fell off.
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