Sunday, April 16, 2006

Slice It With A Nail

Ok, So I was there. I was doing it nice a perfect like and all was normal to the point of unknowingness. But to become an unforging sap, It lept up and dove down. Down, down, down it flew. The wind whistled as it wooshed through the inbetweens and before the second had erupted to untagonistic proportions; It sliced through and drew the blood so dearly. That is right. I was putting a bed spread out on the line, when out of no where, my left foot lept up and fell down, gashing my achilles heel to reveal a network of blood vessels and allowing them to gush out their warm, red treasure...just a little.

Iam fine and it is all good. I slapped my foot for being so naughty and it knows never to do it again.

1 comment:

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