Ode to a Splinter

Ever have to wait for something and realize, hey, there’s that sliver I embedded in my finger yesterday. Gosh darn, it would sure be nice to get it out because, although I basically forgot all about it until just now, I know where it is and there is this ever so slight pain now in that area.

But shit… I don’t have any way to get it out for at least an hour…

But it is starting to bug me more, this branch infecting my finger and parasitically leaching my lifeforce from me and aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh GET IT OUT NAOW!

No?

Nevermind.

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