I can still feel the spot on the bottom of my right foot. A spot where years prior one of those nails that you see on the back of some upholstery, the kind that looks like a large rounded button, had pierced my very sole.
I can still dimly remember the pain. The worst wasn’t stepping on it, the worst was getting the fucker back out.
I once got a fishing hook in the back of my calf. Since the hook was barbed we did not try pulling it back out, so my dad pushed it the rest of the way through then cut the end off. I’m not exactly signing up to do it again, but all things considered it wasn’t too bad.
I can still feel the spot on the bottom of my right foot. A spot where years prior one of those nails that you see on the back of some upholstery, the kind that looks like a large rounded button, had pierced my very sole.
I can still dimly remember the pain. The worst wasn’t stepping on it, the worst was getting the fucker back out.
I mean, yeah, those movies are the Saw prequels, is that not common knowledge?
Next thing we know you’ll be claiming Willy Wonka’s sequel continues on a train.
A perpetual motion train
I once got a fishing hook in the back of my calf. Since the hook was barbed we did not try pulling it back out, so my dad pushed it the rest of the way through then cut the end off. I’m not exactly signing up to do it again, but all things considered it wasn’t too bad.
Your dad knew his stuff. Fish hooks can be nasty if they’re not properly removed, because that barb will rip everything on the way out.
I stepped on a construction nail when I was like 9, went straight into the arch of my foot. I got a rust colored tattoo from it, that I still have.
Agreed on getting it back out sucking most.