Annoying cuts.

I have a cut on my thumb, it is neither big nor impressive. It is annoyingly sore. I have no idea how I got it. I sat down to eat dinner, a delightful meal of sweet and sour chicken and was busily transporting forkfull after forkfull of the gastronomic delicacy to my salivating mouth when I noticed something thoroughly disturbing.

At first I thought I had managed to coat a small section of my thumb in the delicious sweet and sour sauce. When I peered at my thumb I was shocked to realise that it wasn't sweet and sour sauce but blood. It was then I noticed the tear in my flesh from which the blood had seeped. "How did that get there?" I pondered to myself. And this is what brings me on to the topic of todays post. Annoying cuts.

I have no idea how that cut got there, I have no recollection of how this wound defiled my thumb, it did not cause me any pain untill I noticed it but now the motherfucker won't stop causing me an unwarranted amount of annoying pain. It catches on things, I pick something up and bam! aching thumb.

I think a cut should have the decency to at least announce itself and give some indication of how much pain and discomfort it is going to cause you over the course of its life. If it the wound is incredibly sore when first received then it should continue like so, becoming incrementally less sore over the its life span. If it mildly sore when first received then that level of pain should characterise its life. If you don't at all feel the wound when it is first received then you should never feel the motherfucker, not fucking once! Damn covert son of a bitch! "Oh look I cut the big bastard without him noticing, time to have some fun!" Sting, sting, sting, burn, burn, bleed bleed, bleed. "OW!, this fucking cut, I'll fucking kill you! You son of a motherless goat" exclaims Ian in retribution for the discomfort the bastard, orphan wound has inflicted on him.