A Sequel to my Inanest Post Ever

Some time ago I posted a rambling spiel about how I basically knew that of all my fingers I had cut the left ring finger the least because I had once lost it and it had to grow back. But then Manglefinger happened this summer, so now my right middle finger has been going cut-less for a few months and is only just now getting back to groomable length. So now I don’t know which finger has been cut least often. One of the few things I can be sure of in this world has gone away.

Haiku!

Golden fog rolls in.
The old people can see it there.
They talk about it.

Y’know those vehicles from cartoons that are basically big drills that you ride in and go through the ground? Like Shredder had. I think Cobra had some too. Those things are probably pretty good at first, but eventually you’re going to end up with tunnels going to all the places you need to go and the drill is just going to sit in the garage. Think twice before buying one.

  1. “…eventually you’re going to end up with tunnels going to all the places you need to go…”

    Or you end up with tunnels everywhere and your base is going to collapse into the ground.

  2. > I basically knew that of all my fingers I had cut the left ring finger the least because I had once lost it and it had to grow back.

    Surely you mean the left ring fingernail? Else Curt Connors will be dropping by to learn your miraculous regeneration power and ultimately turn into a werePDR.

    • Quite right, I did mean the nail. And now I get to spend another day bemoaning my lack of superhuman powers.

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