I’m talking about the huge scabby mole, which just got scraped—which, I’m sorry, is just as icky as it sounds—and is being sent off to an undisclosed location filled with people who spend lots of time looking at mole scrapings—which, I’m sorry, would be a terrible name for a band—and we’re all eagerly waiting to hear their determinations—which, I’m sorry, had better not be delivered in band song.
I’m not, for the record, talking about the huge pink bump, which is called a pisiform (which is a weak band name), which is defined as a “knobbly, sesamoid bone” (which is a clumsy band name), which in my case has anyways been so exaggerated in size that it’s made it uncomfortable to wear a watch or a gladiator wrist cuff (WHICH I CALL DIBS ON AS A BAND NAME).
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