Shot glass to the head….

He threw it about 30 feet and when it hit the top of my head, it shattered… the shot glass, not my head an I felt a wet sensation run down my neck an realized… this wasn’t good…

You see, we were sitting in the Cariboo bar in Okanongan, Washington… I was in the process of getting a divorce from hubby number 5 and I was out with my new date, a six foot plus tall man, with meaty hands and that cow boy mentality… but he was also a veteran… and what happened next… well it would make any girl blush….

The band was playing, a local group… Janet or her sister was behind the bar… an a whole bunch of us, were sitting in this super long booth type thing and my ex hubby or soon to be, he was seated at the end with his new squeeze an friends…

So I thought, lets be neighborly and I sent a shot of Jack Daniels down to him… as I was having one of those too… an that is when the shot, ended buried in my skull when the shot glass shattered…

My date proceeded to jump up and was on my ex hubby so quick, my head was spinning, oh wait, that was the shot glass concussion…

What happened next was a bar fight like none other, because I have never seen a bar fight, let alone, one over me…. yep… I’m giggling remembering that night…

My ex hubby ended up with a broken nose and some missing teeth… my date… well he got arrested after we got back to the house and I bailed him out as quick as I could, an left ex hubby on his own…

Now why did a bar fight that ended up in court, come to mind… ???

That fight happened in 1993…. I just finished removing the last of the glass an scar tissue this morning… it took it that long to work it’s way out of the tissue and you know what…???

I never felt any pain when I got hit with it and didn’t feel any pain when the doctor took most of the glass out the next morning… but to have the last of it come out now… an still no pain…

Just tells you, they used my head for a punching bag… from baby age, till the last blow at 17 years… such good people these christians…

Well anyhow, thought a different kind of story would be better after all the whinning this morning…

Have a safe holiday and social distance…

Adorable Spite…. looking for a forever home… an no, no more fights over me… ever again… still funny when I think about that night… an yes, there is a whole lot more to that story… maybe save that for a podcast…

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