Why I wear a splint

Having had to explain to curious onlookers and loved ones alike HOW I got my arm into a Splint. I have derived a number of reason I share with people, depending on their manner of asking and the level of friendship I have with them. Of course, my frame of mind at that time seems to play a big part…

Why I wear a splint:

1. I was thinking to myself this morning: “Hmmm, Beanie or splint? Beanie or splint?…. SPLINT!”
2. I challeged Praise to an armwrestling match as part of our date night and she won.
3. It is an advanced game controller directly connected to my central nervous system. Comes free with limited edition issues of the new Battlefield 2142 expansion pack.
4. It is a robotic upgrade. Shoots red and blue lasers.
5. I had a disagreement with Praise. I told her, “Woman, when I tell you to get my slippers and fetch me a drink, you jolly well better hop to it and do it quick, understand?” She said, “Oh yeah?”. I said, “You better believe it sweetheart.”. As we were watching WWE at that point of time, she grabbed a nearby steel chair, climbed unto the armrest of the couch and then smashed the chair into my arm as raised my arms in a futile attempt to protect myself.

I like the last one best altough Praise doesn’t appear quite as thrilled as I am when she hears me offer it as an explanation.