Ooh, I don't even want to think about the damage that would be done to Liam's psyche were I to do that with my knee. I would say words that would summon eldritch horrors bent on drinking the sanity of all within range. He might never recover.
(Fortunately, I don't have any sanity left, so I'd be fine.)
This, of course, is my own way of laughing at your pain. :)
Heh. Surprisingly, I was pretty much silent other than an initial yelp and maybe a couple of grunts.
More surprisingly, the cat I was holding at the time was *not* squeezed into paste, but was (more or less) gently put on the floor.
Did I mention the lovely gonging sound? For some reason, I thought it was a neat noise. Even in the red haze of pain, I remember focussing on that and thinking it was really neat. *shrug* Probably what stilled my tongue. :)
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Date: 2006-09-06 05:54 pm (UTC)(Fortunately, I don't have any sanity left, so I'd be fine.)
This, of course, is my own way of laughing at your pain. :)
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Date: 2006-09-06 06:41 pm (UTC)More surprisingly, the cat I was holding at the time was *not* squeezed into paste, but was (more or less) gently put on the floor.
Did I mention the lovely gonging sound? For some reason, I thought it was a neat noise. Even in the red haze of pain, I remember focussing on that and thinking it was really neat. *shrug* Probably what stilled my tongue. :)