So there I was, in the kitchen of my house. I was eating some apple slices in a bowl. And then I thought: Hey, what if I eat
my little finger. And I did. From what I remember, it also tasted like apples. So now I had a small finger sliced and only about
1/3 of it was left. It didn't even hurt when I bit it, and ripped it of my hand, and there was no blood at all.
It was my left hand's small finger, and I can remember that because the CapsLk key is on the left. What was left of my finger also had a fingernail, it was like it had never happened. I woke up later.
my little finger. And I did. From what I remember, it also tasted like apples. So now I had a small finger sliced and only about
1/3 of it was left. It didn't even hurt when I bit it, and ripped it of my hand, and there was no blood at all.
It was my left hand's small finger, and I can remember that because the CapsLk key is on the left. What was left of my finger also had a fingernail, it was like it had never happened. I woke up later.
