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Originally posted by dtb
Heh.
But speaking of bloody knees, I had a wee biking accident a couple weeks ago (it was Columbus Day), and got a big old bloody knee and scraped up my hands. I had forgotten how gross scabs and bloody cuts are. When disrobing in haste the other day, I accidentally ripped the scab off in one big piece. Totally disgusting. Even more disgusting - I'm not really sure where it flew off to - so it will probably show up at some point and the sight of it will make me vomit. So I have that to look forward to.
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This is a really gross story.
The night I graduated from high school, I went to a local drinking establishment called the Bent Elbo. While there, my group of girlfriends ran in to some boys we knew who had graduated a year or two prior. One was just back from a semester abroad, and had a huge scab on his arm... which he, at some point, peeled off and set on a cocktail napkin. Later that evening, one of the boys, on a bet,
ate that scab.
God, thinking about it all these years ago makes me gag anew.
