posted at 1:00pm
current mood: devoid
current tunes: The Smiths - Meat Is Murder
Today Strong Bad asked me to help him with his whistling, so I kept trying to explain to him how to do it,
but he wasn't getting it. He finally just punched me on the side of my knee and said, "Whistle this." I don't
know what that means. The punch didn't really hurt, so that was good. But then I told him that the punch didn't
hurt. That was a mistake. Then he got Strong Mad to punch me on the side of my knee. That one hurt. A lot.
I started to elevate my mind so I wouldn't be able to feel the pain, but I decided that feeling the pain was
better than feeling nothing at all. I have given the pain in my knee a name. I call him, "Kreigh."