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LXAAlum--HA HA!!! So true, so true!!!
When I was about 7 months pregnant, a fratenity brother-who was just recently a new father- came to the house. They started drinking beer and smoking REALLY nasty cigars (my husband is a bonified NON smoker) It got late and I went to bed. A bit later, I awoke to a loud THUD followed by the biggest commotion...Hubby was on the bathroom floor, blood gushing out of his head. He passed out and hit his head on the commode.
Seems his brother was giving him a blow-by-blow description of birth and poor sweetie couldn't take it. He has the cutest little scar above his eyebrow.
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