I went and got a haircut today. I went in the evening. After putting it off for months… I feel strange.
The barber…I mean hairdresser umm… follicle engineer(?) asked me if my head didn’t feel heavy. I said no,no, no. Well actually I just gave him a glance, which he missed. Damn!
I was walking back when I felt a sharp pain in my foot. I looked down to find a nail had entered my foot. Let me tell you, it doesn’t pain while it’s in there but try taking it out and it biteth like a serpent and stingeth like an adder. This bhadro, bangali budho stopped to ask me what was wrong with my foot. I told him a nail had entered my foot. Guess what he did?
He said “oh” with a blank expression and walked off. Strange. I came home, took out the nail and went and got a tetvac.
I wonder if Jesus took a tetvac after he was resurrected. But then again, 24 hours had elapsed. Also he was already dead.
I am now holy… in two places.
The hole truth.
I will be thinking about hole and puncture jokes all night.