I had a really bad night last night. Went to sleep, about 6 O'clock I wake up having just nutted my bedpost and giving myself one hell of a shiner...half an hour later I wake up having gouged a big chunk out of my little finger...
Was a crazy dream...I rugby talcked someone (which made me nut the bedpost) and some psycho knifed my little finger (which is how I gouged the chunk out of it).
The thing is, I haven't a damned idea what I actually did to my finger.
If these vicious dreams carry on I'll wake up dead tomorrow!
Someone told me today that they reckon I didn't actually nut my bedpost but got caught up in the moment of one of my crazy trumpet solos and hit myself in the face with the bell-end (of the Trumpet).
You can hours of fun with Trumpet Innuendos...I did a whole 15 minute English presentation on them for my English Speaking and Listening thingy for GCSE last year.