Was that your limb? - w4m
Date: 2009-06-25, 2:18AM EDT
I was running to catch the 9 train, early in the morning tuesday. Apparently I wasn't the only one: I saw you down the subway stop ahead of me. You were sprinting, and collided with a support column. Your prosthetic arm flew off, and you kept running.
You made the train, and I did not. All that was left was your lovely arm, glistening from the summer humidity. It smelled of pine and saddleneck oil.
I have it now, in my living room. It's sitting in a hallway basket, with some umbrellas and a digeridoo. Contact me: I'd like to meet the rest of you.
-SusanSusan, you made my day. And I saved this add so that I can read it whenever I am feeling down :) I hope you never mistake the prosthetic arm for the didgeridoo in your hall basket. That could be frightening.

1 comment:
thank you for sharing...i had to go to wikipedia to find out what a didgeridoo was. very funny!
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