Just call me The Human Pincushion

Out in the garden today, pruning away, getting ready for ..... um, what the hell do we prune for? Any way, back to the point. So, massive piles of prunings all across the garden. Easiest way for me to pick them up (I have very short arms, prompting a very prim and proper tailor fitting me for a suit many years ago to exclaim "Fuck, you have short arms ..... sir!") is for me to plunge my arms into the pile, pull the bundle against my chest and then stand up.

It's a good way to move large bundles of prunings - except when the bundle contains rose bush clippings!

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

If I ever wanted pierced nipples, now's the time because I could get a discount, having done half the work myself!

I'm amused (but still sore!)

All I Ever Learned, I Learned from Anime - there's a number in there that I have no idea what they mean (107? 111?, for example) but most amuse me endlessly, having just watched Appleseed.

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AAAAAAACK - they are everywhere!

Spiders - living in your frakking ear! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!