I just pulled an inch long splinter out of my foot. Yeaaowwwch! I probably should've waited for my dad to take out, cause now I'm missing some skin down there and it hurts to walk. So anyone else have something stuck in them lately?
The most recent splinter I had was a couple of years ago. This fibre type thing, about the width of a hair (but a bit thicker) got stuck in the top of one of my thumbs. And no matter what I tried, I couldn't get it out, so I had it stuck in there for two or three months. Eventually it just slipped out while I was rubbing it in the shower. (continuing the last sentence out-of-context dirtfest)
I was reenacting the Lion King in the hallway when I stepped on a needle with my hands. I quickly picked it up and my hand filled with dark blood. Blood came gushing out so I used both hands so they'd take longer to fill. Then when my hands were all full I ran into the livingroom and said to my mom "Look! blood!"
Another time I got a splinter in my finger from a police boat. it stayed there until it was green. Then a red haired friend of mine sat on my hand and it hurt like hell and I screamed and he ran and hid under the table.
and in case my age wasn't obvious in the above two incidents, they both happened a couple of months ago.
Oh man, if I find a splinter I rip it out of my foot. It's better to have a healing foot without splinter than a splinter trapped in there.
Incidentally, there is a piece of pencil lead in my hand
QQ soft
never had a splinter before, i wonder how it feels like.
warning: i am NOT funny.
It's a good thing that pencil lead doesn't contain any actual lead...
I've had my share of splinters over the years, but nothing compares to the steel splinter I got in my thumb while working for some refrigeration engineers. It was a damn long shard of sharpened steel, covered in graphite grease. I pulled it out, but the tip broke off and was buried quite deep. I spent my lunch break trying to dig it out with a Stanley knife, to no avail. It sat there till I got home, and took about half an hour's work with warm water, a pin and some tweezers. Basically had to scrape through the layers of skin to expose it, then get a grip with the tweezers and lift it out. The lifting was the most painful part. It wasn't a terribly big splinter, but there's something peculiarly painful about having metal fragments under your skin. Especially when every side is about as sharp as a razor.
I can't recall the last time I had anything stuck inside me.
The messenger is standing at the gate
Ready to let go
Ready for the crush
Too late for whispers
Too late for the blush
The past is mercy
When the future is aglow
I've got you under my skin
there was a picture here