Monday, January 26, 2009

HAND BURN!

Not to be confused with Handbone





I still can't decide if I am pissed or in awe of the stretched out ghoul doing that on the floor of my Illini


but I digress


HAND BURN.....this is the ever growing and changing festering THING on my hand.


It looks like lasagna that was left out on the counter over the course of a weekend....
It looks like not so special effect "pizza the hut" from spaceballs fame...
It looks like I fingerbanged Madonna circa '93
It looks like I am escaping hand prison with a scuplted lectoresque handmask made from other people's hand skin....


I think you are getting it......

Of course this happened while cooking pregame after a couple cocktails...so that the time it was "aight"

Then 2 days later is was bubbly.....so I slapped some leftover aloe sunburn lotion from the honeymoon

After a drinky weekend night and reaching in my pocket for phone and smokes repeatedly it is the raw maid rite sammich I see before me....

In my cavemanlike existance I have been in the 2 day routine of dousing it with peroxide and slathering it with neosporin from time to time....


I prolly should have seen a doc


*makes note*


That whole "chicks dig scars" statement was not just a t-shirt scam in the 80s......was it?
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