Look Sharp With A Porcupine Quill Mirror
Ouch! Damn! Oh HOLY HELL! The blood is everywhere. Make the spurting stop. Dear God please! *passes out*
An hour later:
Ambulance guy 1: Passed out from blood loss.
Ambulance guy 2: How the hell did he think he was going to hang that on the wall safely?
Ambulance Guy 1: Is this guy’s name Caesar?
Ambulance guy 2: Huh? Oh, because he got stabbed so many times. Heh. Good one. Well, he ain’t hanging that thing up with his bloody nubs. Let’s get him out of here.
Me: Et tu, Etsy? *passes out again*