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| my family says i'm sadistic. i think i'm just dumb.
the cramping in my hand has spread to my whole right arm and shoulder. it's gonna have to be chopped off... goodbye worthless right arm. goodbye... *saws arm off with dull knife* hello blood. hello shock, funny breathing, and incoherent screams.
well at least the cramping is gone. but that's one more hospital bill for the mother. maybe i could just put on a hoodie... she wont notice. but what to do with the detatched arm?
*puts arm under bed... inconspicuously*
i bet it's gonna start to rot and stink in a few days. i'll have to get some smell good spray... leave my windows open... keep my door closed.
hmm... maybe i should make this a public thing. i dont think there are any laws that prevent me from carrying around my own arm. i could poke people with it. trip people up. attempt to apply the physics of a boomerang to it so i can have fun at the park. ultimate frisbee? the posibilities are endless. i could use it to dunk my oreos in milk. i can squash bugs with it. it could be the first arm to go into space...
i'm done being dumb
have a shwayday... |
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