I BROKE A FINGER. Sort of. – The Bloggess


me: FUCK!

Victor from his office: What was that noise?

me: I BROKE A FINGER.

Victor (still from his office): What?

me: I WAS REARRANGING THE BOOKSHELF AND I BROKE A FINGER.

Victor: You what??

me: I BROKE A FINGER. AND THEN IT ROLLED UNDER THE DESK AND NOW I CAN’T FIND IT.

Victor: *confused silence*

me: IT WASN’T MY FINGER.

Victor: *see above*

me: IT WAS A DEMON FINGER.

Victor: *closes the door to his office*

In my defense, the demon fingers really tied the bookshelf together:





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