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The Hangman's NooseSo, today is supposed to be the day... the day I tie off my unborn twin. I was ready to do it this morning, actually -- I showered, making sure to lather the ol' skin tag up and loofah-ing it to a high shine. But I haven't been able to pull the trigger yet. Why? Maybe I've grown too attached to it. [beat] I don't know... maybe I'm starting to feel sorry for it. All the good times we've had together. Murder's not as easy as you'd think. Here's the "conversation" I had with "Ol' Flappy" while toweling off... SKIN TAG: Yep. Here we--hey, what are you doing with that floss in your hand? ME: Oh this? Uh... nothing. You just go back to what you were doing... SKIN TAG: You weren't going to fashion a mini noose out of that and try to tighten it around my meaty stalk, were you? ME: What?! A noose?! That's crazy! Why would I do that? SKIN TAG: Oh, I don't know. You sure have been paying a lot of attention to me, lately. Flicking me, prodding me with pencil erasers, measuring me... ME: Oh, don't mind that. You're just fun to play with. SKIN TAG: Good. 'Cuz you don't wanna fuck with a skin tag. You fuck with me and, next thing you know, I'm getting all dark-colored and my borders are getting all irregular and shit. You hear what I'm saying? ME: [silence] SKIN TAG: PUT DOWN THAT NAIL CLIPPER, MOTHERFUCKER!!! I'm thinking tonight's the night. I'll attack while it's sleeping. Unless it attacks first... More Recent Articles |
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