Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Minor Modifications
In light of the recent injury over at the Cotillion, I thought I might share one of my own. If you are squeamish, you may want to stop reading now. If you decide to read on, don't say I didn't warn you.The other day I was hammering nails out of a 2x6 and apparently one of the nails was bent a bit. Upon hammering this nail back out of the board, I promptly punched the head of the nail into the heel of my left hand. When I felt the nail hit, I moved my hand, in the process removing a chunk of skin. A chunk of skin that was the size of a number two pencil eraser and fairly deep. The bad part (as if there is a good part about this whole thing) was that the piece tore completely off and I was left with nothing to patch the hole. My only option was holding gauze over it until it stopped bleeding. So now I'm stuck with a patch of exposed subdermis and raw nerves. Fun. Fun. Fun.
The irritating part about his is that I was fixing some else's mistake. Shit like that pisses me off just a bit more than if it was something that was my own fault. Makes me wish I had death rays or lasers in my eyes. You now, just to keep them on their toes.
Oh and Bucky, as far as the sketch artist goes, they are having a hard time finding reliable witnesses. It seems that everyone that looked directly at the drunken blob, is now irreparably blind.
greasemonkey1320 at 4:43 AM
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at 6:41 AM
Katy Barzedor said... You may now join me in a rousing chorus of "Ow, motherfucker, OW!" Are you allowed to discipline the rabble with a staple gun?
I hadn't considered the hazards of witnessing the besotted whale of a groupie. Sincerely, I hope all those people are okay, and receiving the counseling they so desperately need now.-
at 7:47 PM
Madame D said...
I think that pounding said nail into the body part of your choice on said dumbass would be quite nice.