Fortune however can be a fickle thing, as any of us who have ever dared roll a dice know only too well; the day was about to turn and bite me, quite literally in the arse.
In answering a forum post I had cause to reference something from the Imperial Armour Apocalypse book; post replied to, I returned the weighty tome to the shelf. The book sadly had other ideas and conspired with gravity and a momentary lapse in hand eye coordination, to make a kamikaze dive towards the floor; or more precisely my little parking lot full of newly undercoated Mk Ib Rhino's and a kit bashed Damocles.
Whoops Apocalypse! |
The arse biting? Well after sitting with head in hands for a few moments berating my stupidity at both dropping the book and leaving the models in such a vulnerable place, I decided to take a picture for the blog to warn others of my folly. I removed my glasses to use the camera and knelt on the floor for the shot; picture taken I sat down to upload the woeful scene *CRUNCH* you guessed it, glasses broken and impaled in my derriere!
So there you have it folks a series of rather unfortunate events brought to you by the Master of Disaster, yours truly. Hopefully some good will come of my embarrassment even if it just brings a smile; right I'm off to cough to the Missus about the busted specs and test the strength of our marriage by asking her to conduct my own damage assessment.
2 comments:
The twisted hands of Chaos have a far far reach!
LoL 'aint that the truth mate, still reach far enough into the righteous fire and you're gonna get your fingers burnt.
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