Though I've already revealed that I put weird things in my mouth, today I took it too far.
While in a forest, I felt an overwhelming need to connect to nature. For whatever reason, I thought the best way to do so was to eat twigs. Channeling a giraffe, I nibbled sticks straight off of trees. I chewed them, swallowed them, and everything. Now I have splinters in my mouth.
Yup.
2006-02-25
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Kevin, that wouldn't be the first time. I mean, if you count poop-on-a-stick as a stick. Which it is. Covered in an extra bonus treat.
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