Yeah, I cut like the whole front off of my right pointer finger off... So, you were basically lookin at the bone... At the time, when I was like 12, it was pretty hella cool, especially cause it didn't really hurt (I guess when the nerves are severed, it doesn't hurt anymore)... Anyways, I got this jackball intern that kept pumpin the novocaine into my thumb until it was swollen up like the goodyear blimp... Then proceeded to dig into me with a needle that look like it came from friggin Hellraiser, regardless of the fact that the novocaine never actually made it's way down there... So, after about 2 hours of Freddy Krueger thumbwrestling with Edward Scissorhands, he was finally done... Jebus only knows if he quit trying to be a doctor after that night... If he didn't, he sure as shit should've...

Still have no feeling in the finger or some of my right hand, which can actually be a benefit sometimes... Close my eyes and feels like someone else is in the room with me...

This is getting SO old.