When I was young I had a crush on a boy who was in his school's presentation of that play - Androcles and the Lion. At the moment I can't remember if he was Androcles or the lion, but I do know that I saw it three times over the course of its three-day run. Anyway, Androcles removes a splinter from the lion's paw and the lion spares his life [this is all from memory so I may be wrong - I was apparently too busy crushing]. This relates to today's thing because this afternoon I removed a splinter from my foot. To be more accurate, it wasn't even a splinter - it was a hair of some sort - judging from it's size/shape and using my CSI abilities, it appeared to be either an eyelash or eyebrow hair. Jammed into my right heel.
Truthfully, I had a much more fascinating idea for today [okay, it was only slightly interesting, but 100% less painful]. Then I realized after feeling the stabbing foot pain and investigating its source that I have never had a splinter before and certainly not one in my foot. I didn't even know what it was at first so I busted out the tweezers and some high-intensity lighting and set to work. Removing it was tedious, but not painful, although it still hurts now. I have no idea how such a thing could have happened and I can only hope to avoid it in the future. I really live such a charmed life with my gloved hands and unsplintery feet. I'm just like Scarlett O'Hara I am.
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