So I pulled out the old makeup box yesterday and started twiddling around with it. I'm not really that much into gore but I sometimes try to push my comfort zone limits a bit. With a little bit of blue, a little bit of fake blood, a little bit of sealer, a little bit of black paint, I think that I did a pretty good job of making my middle finger look like it had been traumatized:
If only it were true. Oh how I wish it were true.
This is what happens when you take a 10 ounce framing hammer and hit your finger with ALL your strength, effectively missing your desired target.
I said shoot!
I said doggonnit!
I said dang!
I said oopsie doodle!
I said monkey poo!
Actually I said nothing, just quivering with a little nausea in my stomach, my father was standing right next to me as I was biting my lip in two to keep from saying
We were working at a farm and it just so happened that they had a vet there brushing a horse's teeth (I'm not kidding). My dad wanted to let the vet drill my nail right then to relieve the pressure.
I politely declined the offer.
Just thought I'd share :)