I had to go to the hospital today for another round of blood tests. The nurse (phlebotomist?) was young and pretty; my favorite kind.
She said, "How are you, today?"
I replied, "I was doing fine until I had to come in here and get stuck full of holes." Just kidding, you know.
I put my elbow up on a small wooden wedge and extended my arm.
She said, "It's just a little prick."
I said, "No fair; you peeked!" I yanked my arm back just in time. She drove the needle halfway through that wooden block, hacking with it as if she were chipping ice for a martini with an ice pick.
Touchy woman, that.