Eating has come to a new level for me.
Apparently, it’s quite dangerous. And, I don’t mean for your health.
I’m talking about the exterior here.
See this little guy. All two inches of him? With those sharp ends?
You know he’s for holding your corn, right (which we almost never ever eat).
So, I’m savoring my corn on the cob. Just nibbling away, when all of a sudden, out of no where, he jumps ship. No more corn holding for him. He’s off. He’s in my hand, and…
and…puncturing my face?!?
Okay, so it wasn’t at this angle, it was straight on. Just like it was trying to stab me. I wanted you to see where the marks are.
Can you see them? Yes, they blend in with the freckles.
I didn’t realize it actually pierced my skin until I looked in the mirror and wondered when a baby vampire bit me.
But, then I remembered that I screamed at the dinner table.
Because that freaking hurt!
PS Yes, I’m trying out photobooth on my new computer. My family (all of them) were super awesome and wonderful and sent money for my birthday to help my dream come true!
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