Thursday, July 13, 2006

"It's just a flesh wound!"

Hey.

Sorry if I freaked anyone out with my little flying incident. It was just a small gash, anyway. I recover quickly. Those dumb winged-refrigerator variety Erasers may not be able to fly well, but they still have razor-sharp claws and fangs.

You think with a name like FANG, I would, you know, have some of my own. Sadly, I do not. But, I bet they're hard to floss. The way that dude's breath reaked, I doubt he does any regular dental hygiene practices.

It thought I could have just shaken it off (...or flown it off? How does that work?), but I still need to work on recognizing my own limitations.

Pride is a hard thing to swallow.

-Fang.