I had to go to the emergency room to get stitched up. I told the attractive nurse that it was from boxing. The black eye was from boxing, but black eyes don't need stitches.
The truth was I was attacked: taunting the cat near a cupboard door with broken hinges will draw blood.
My lie smelled like honey baked ham and kitty litter.
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