Say what you will, if it weren't for people like these above, researchers and scientists alike might never've had an urgent reason to invent the tetanus shot. I'll be thanking this person the day I step on that rusty nail. Because that day is a'comin.' Oh yes it is.
Because on a related note: My Number 4 Fear finally happened last Saturday. As I was frying up a piece of Spam*, the unholy grease from it popped right into my left eye. I've been waiting for that to happen for years. I'll probably die soon.
Are you still reading? See, I have you and about 5 other people convinced that I'm going to post about something useful. So I'd like to thank kittyspunk for these JPGs. As usual, you are the El Bombette!
Ok. So, who else is ready for the weekend? Scream "Johnnie Cochran is in heaven at Nicole Simpson's Tea Party!!" if you are. Where the heck did that come from? Oh yes, it's Fear Number 22 talkin': That I Finally Become Possessed, Full-Time, and Can't Turn It Off, Dammit.
*Fear Number 13: Frying a Piece of Spam Up for Human Consumption.
2 comments:
baby (2 years old) said, "EW-W-W-W-W!"
umm, ditto that!
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