Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts

July 13, 2011

Stung

ow
I have never been stung by a bee until now.

I was riding my bike at about 9:00 P.M.  and a hornet flew up my sleeve. I was stung right behind the armpit, on my trapeze muscle.

It didn't hurt as bad as I though it would but it still hurt. There was a couple walking across the street when it stung my and I yelled: "OW, What the?" and stopped my bike and grabbed my shirt's sleeve and shook like crazy freeing the frenzied hornet that was trapped in my 100% cotton arm hole. The couple looked at me and then left the approximate square mile as fast as their little hairless legs could carry them. I just continued on my way.
Then I had to feed some chickens and some rabbits that are bred for eating.

June 17, 2011

When Random is Mixed with Everything

When random is mixed with everything you get a lot of free stuff. But you have to be careful because it can hurt you. Unexplained Expletive explosions easily erupt around earthquakes. These titanic turmoils take time to totter the turf. Finally from four flares, free furnishings, fly forth! Crap, consanant comparing commencement! I didn't mean to alliterate, I swear I'm shamefully sorry! Okay. Let's get some similes out here. WHAT? No. Okay this is dumb. I'm just leaving. I just saved the level and I died but it didn't save really! It lied! gasp
Hey stop swearing. JK I love how you don't swear. Yes, I'm talking to you. I miss you all. Maybe. Yep, I do.

... um
yah yeah. I lost like a page of info I tried to save on this post. So now I can't remember what I typed.
Maybe you can call me at: 801-KIDDINGThis is a rejection hotline. I reject you. JK

so tired...

March 8, 2011

Nakehead ( pronounced 'naked' )

I got a haircut! Arg! Now I can't stab anyone with my well-polished spikes that all the Chicks in my Junior High adore. And I adored them too. It feels like my head is a giant bald spot.
I got a buzz (AKA torture) and I can't even draw my new hair style because it would only look like this:( except sideways. And with a bit of fuzz on top. I love fuzz. Especially peach fuzz. Because, you can't choke on peach fuzz; unlike normal fuzz. Do you know that a famous Greek guy choked on a single GOAT HAIR that was in his milk? Weird.

But now I have saved humanity, because I shaved my head, decreasing the hair amount above my mouth. And above most other people's mouths too.
I just thought of a SUPER WEAPON! An antigravity hair! That means you have to worry about hair below your mouth too! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Fear me.


"Pathetic." You said to your new bowling ball. But it didn't answer...

December 30, 2010

Pain is drawn to me. (stupid pun)

If you haven't noticed, I've drawn myself quite a bit, getting mutilated. You've seen my brain, you've seen me burning, you've seen me turned into a skunk (no wait! that was Beaver Pavilion), and you've seen me about to get maimed by a medicine cabinet. You see, these are all reflections of my life, being rhetorical or pyramided. (is that a word?) anyway... I was going to ask something but I forgot... Oh yes! Since I can see your jocund compensation of my paroxysm, I will gladly take proffers for more artwork concerning my capitulum being lacerated. (sorry for the prodigious morphemes I've been using, I'll repeat all of this so you can understand)
Since I can see your gleeful reactions of my pain, I will gladly take suggestions for more artwork concerning (you know what concerning means right?) my head being tortured. (sorry for the big words I've been using)
So I will now draw one more symbol of my life, and you can give me suggestions in form of a comment.
(AND I AM NOT SUICIDAL) It's just that I'm good at drawing myself... erhm, not that I'm vain or anything...