Bier de Stone (slavezombie) wrote,
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A forked tongue

      Today I had chicken for lunch. It takes me a while to get into the swing of things when I change my routine and it seems that I'm now on a set lunch schedule of 12:00 to 1:30 (if anyone is near or around DWP). I hate eating alone, but today I think any distraction in my KooKooRoo chicken might've resulted in a fatality. (I don't want to choke to death from a chicken bone because I was distracted chatting up a storm) In an effort not to use my fingers, I used my tongue and teeth to strip the bones of any meat. This resulted in a bit of meat stuck between my teeth.
      Without the luxury of a thread (or a string of floss) I tried to use paper. Don't ask how. I don't know and it didn't work anyway. I tried again five or ten minutes later in front of a mirror with my nail. Thinking that my pinky nail was finer and thinner to get in between my teeth, I slipped and gashed my tongue. First thing I think of is lizard man from those TV special interest news segments. Second thing I think of is my brother's advice on the confrontation I may get myself into between a lady who still owes me some cash from a loan "Sometimes you gotta bite your tongue". Words to live by, I guess.
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