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Wednesday, August 12

Fish Bone In My Throat

A few days ago I noticed that when I swallowed (my saliva), I feel a little poke at the back of my tongue.

I never paid attention to it until this morning, I looked at my throat in the mirror and saw a short (5mm) sharp thingy poking out of my throat.

I then realized that I have a fish bone stuck inside my throat. I grabbed the nearest tweezers but it was too short and I couldn't reach it.

At the time I was also not very certain whether or not it was a fish bone so I placed the tweezers down and poked at the bone with my finger all the while gagging a few milliliters of slimy saliva into the sink.

My tongue got cramped a few times too as I was trying hard to get a good look at the bone. After a few minutes my tongue was cramping bad.

I left it alone for a few hours. Then later at night I felt the annoying poke again. I tried looking for a longer pair of tweezers but was unsuccessful.

I poked at the flesh around the bone a few times to make sure it was really a bone and not just a white stripe in my throat. This time I was totally convinced because when I pressed my flesh in, the bone stayed still. It stuck out of my flesh similar to how when you press down on a sponge that has a toothpick stuck in it, the sponge compresses but the toothpick stays.

I stumbled around looking for a pair of tweezers that I remember seeing in this house a few months ago but I never found them.

Then I saw a pair of thin narrow scissors. Hmm.

I carefully inserted the scissors into my throat, slowly 'picked' the bone with the scissors and pulled.

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LONG: Damn that thing was stuck 2/3's into my throatflesh

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THE SAVIOR: I couldn't have done it without you, long narrow scissors

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IT WAS THERE: This is a post-processed, post-bone-removal picture showing where the bone was sticking out from

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STENCH OF A THOUSAND FISHMAIDS: Being the adventurous fool that I am, I took a long hard whiff of the lost fishbone. You know how morning-breath smells like? Mix that with the smell of a rotting carcass of a fish stuffed in a cow's anus when it's sitting on a landfill after the rain and you will get the relative idea of how this bone smells like

I dropped the scissors (thus snipping the bone) when taking that photograph so you can see that it is considerably shorter.

If fish bones can easily get stuck in your throat, I wonder how many fishbones are there in my tummy.

DISCLAIMER: THE STRANGEYOUNGMAN SUPPORTS EATING FISH WITH GREAT CARE

Tuesday, July 14

A little lost balloon

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Hi little lost balloon.
Such tragedy befalls you.
Being ever so stuck on a ceiling.
With seemingly nowhere to go.

No one to come rescue you.
Doomed to stay up high.
'Til the last of your helium reserves.
Freedom only comes at your life's end.


Tragedy.