Sulkdodds
The Freeman
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- Jul 3, 2003
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My hands hurt. After an hour of trying to unravel an errant (metal) slinky, I eventually ended up wrestling to get the damned thing off my hand. I managed it, disposed of the slinky, and it was only when a drop of blood plopped on the floor that I realised what had happened. I held up my hands to see that they were covered in thin cuts, oozing blood. Slinky cuts. Oh, the pain. No, really - it's true.
I've learned my lesson: never wrestle a slinky. It will only end in tears.
I've learned my lesson: never wrestle a slinky. It will only end in tears.