Vivre sa vie
My hands have wounds in three places at the moment. One is a burn from a hot pot of shabu-shabu, one is a bite from a puppy, and the third is a small cut I incurred opening a bottle of beer with a cigarette lighter.
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I just have some slightly grazed knuckles from punching dogs down at the park.
Comment by Pierce — May 22, 2007 @ 1:04 pm
I was gonna make some joke about the fighting irish or whatever, but then I thought it’d be way funnier to just reference an untold joke.
Comment by Feaverish — May 22, 2007 @ 2:38 pm
It was a German Shepherd, actually.
Comment by Pierce — May 23, 2007 @ 12:59 am
Wow, you punched a German Shepherd? Pretty ballsy. I can usually only work up the nerve to punch smaller dogs.
Comment by Feaverish — May 23, 2007 @ 9:43 am
A pot of Shabu Shabu – isn’t that an old INXS album?
Comment by Sloop — May 25, 2007 @ 7:30 am