Wine and nail trimming don't mix

While trimming my toe nails last night I found a pesky piece of nail that did not want to go. But myself ready for a fight at any time was not about to give up and let my toe win. After a few glasses of red wine called wrongo dongo " the name was appropriate, not very good" I decided to tugg and pull on this bugger, he gave fight he fought back with quick bursts of pain, but that was no match for my O.C.D. So I won the piece let go and blood was everywhere. Which lead me to believe perhaps that piece was not quite ready to be removed. Oh well I still feel the Victor.