Last night as I enjoyed the fluorescent festivities, I had an idea: cosmic tennis. The balls, the lines, and the rackets would all be neon and we'd use blacklights (naturally) to make the whole thing go. Like bowling, but better.
I was in a great mood until I took a glow-stick-bracelet to the eye this morning. Technically it was just the inside of the bracelet.
Stop, drop,--No, wait, that's for fire! Get back on your feet! You can't reach the sink from down there--flush.
I learned my lesson in Stoneberg's class. If something enter your ocular cavity, you must remove it immediately, preferably in a yellow two-spouted sink, but not if you're being a little jerk. Only if you really have chemicals in your eye. This is not a playground.
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I got the neon glo-stick liquid in my eye once. It burned and i was scared I would go blind, but instead my eyeball glowed in the dark for a little while and I took a shower with all my clothes on (I was ten and modest) while the adults called poison control. Scary!
ive never had toxic chemicals in my eyes... but something about your writing almost makes me wish i had. oh the cynicism! it hurts... and yet i cannot look away!
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