Originally Posted by
Elwood
well...first I find myself a hammer. A good one too, not one those wimpy little tiny hammers with a smooth head. I like the waffle heads better because I think they leave a cool looking pattern. Then I find myself a nailgun and an air compressor. I fire up the air compressor, wait for it to fill, then when I'm good and ready after taking a few shots of tequila, I lay my arm gently onto a firmly affixed and sturdy countertop. I pick up the nail gun and grip it tightly and then I slam the nail gun up against my forearm and drive like five nails into there, and at this point I'm screaming in pain and, "oh god!! there's blood all over the place!!! it hurts so much...!" But I'm not done yet, the ritual is not yet complete! It's at this point that I take my hammer and I start slamming it into my left hand pinky over and over again!!! My arm tries to get away but it can't because it's nailed down!!! I keep hitting it right between the two knuckles of that finger, otherwise the emotional purging won't work!!! Finally, after many strikes with the hammer and my finger is a deep shade of purple and black either from the hammer or from blood loss,(probably mostly the hammer I've done this before without the nails) I use the cat's claw to pull out the nails. I bandage my wounds with paper towels, mayonnaise and rubber bands. I lay down on the kitchen floor and keep drinking tequila until I fall asleep.