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poit!

brain: are you pondering what i'm pondering pinky?
pinky: i think so brain, but why do they call them bandages when there is no music for any ages?

truth is kids, i have a couple of disabled digits. in the first work related injury i have sprained both of my pinkies painting. if i move them, they move in a jerky motion as if they were dislocating and then relocating. in a desperate attempt to remedy this situation, my mom has taped both of my pinkies to my ring fingers, bandages are holding them in this warm embrace.
if you were to cut off my thumbs i would have ninja turtle hands. sounds so awesome that i am tempted to take a knife to 'em, even if it is a rusty knife. both my pinky and my brain will be stronger at the end of the summer. storng enough to...

TRY AND TAKE OVER THE WORLD!

::narf!::

Comments

yay for pinky and the brain. I miss that show.

it is all i could think about while staring at my pinkies.

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