I love it when I get an injury… theres just something cool and manly about warm blood running down your arm or leg. Don’t get me wrong, I am not particularly into pain… actually, I am usually more injured than I realize because I have a pretty high pain threshold. But when you are out sweating in the sun, as I was today, and you look down and see your arm bleeding, it feels good to realize that you never noticed yourself getting cut at all.
How did I do it? I’m not sure. I was working on the fence gate to the back yard and certainly could have done it there between the broken slats, hauling off the gate, and all the rusty nails. Or, I could have done it while planting my tomatoes, peppers, or canteloup although I am not sure how. It was just cool looking down through strands of sweat-soaked hair and seeing the rivulets of blood running through caked-on potting soil and compost. I should have snapped the photo before I cleaned it up… it looked cooler.
I’m not queer or anything but that longhair/goatee combo you got going on there is working for ya.
It sometimes make you wonder how we became the dominant species on the planet when half of us are nuts… haha.
If I the mescan would have done the cuttin. There would be nothing left but a stump of carne
So I guess the moral here is that if I expose myself for the total nutjob I am, I get comments posted.
PS – Mikey “Aw, shucks”
PSS – Mescan “Does that mean ‘soft meat’?”
You are Such a Dork *LOL*