me: FUCK!
Victor from his office: What was that noise?
me: I BROKE A FINGER.
Victor (still from his office): What?
me: I WAS REARRANGING THE BOOKSHELF AND I BROKE A FINGER.
Victor: You what??
me: I BROKE A FINGER. AND THEN IT ROLLED UNDER THE DESK AND NOW I CAN’T FIND IT.
Victor: *confused silence*
me: IT WASN’T MY FINGER.
Victor: *see above*
me: IT WAS A DEMON FINGER.
Victor: *closes the door to his office*
In my defense, the demon fingers really tied the bookshelf together:
I would have had a heart attack and would have been planning the drive to the hospital before I ran in the room.
I’ve got two fingers in my office. Not demon — both middle. I’d probably cry if I broke either one — but especially the Lewis Black middle finder on his bobblehead.
Best laugh of the week!
Oh my stars, Samantha!
Ooo, The Nutshell Studies of Unexplained Death is a great read. Makes me want to break out the miniature making equipment again.
Well. I IMMEDIATELY added those to my cart, and we all concur that is a conversation that could easily happen in my house.
I am CACKLING over here!!!!! TGIF!
If you liked “Slewfoot”, you should read “Lost Gods”
Well. Of course it was a demon finger. Didn’t Victor know how important those are? *giggle*
*gasp* I was just getting ready to buy those! Now they’re following me around. Like demon fingers would.
Victor is probably so used to sentences like this that he probably waits for more information before he panics.
One winter, during an extremely heavy snow fall, I was getting into my husband’s truck, and tore the ligaments in my pointer finger by lightly sweeping snow off of the truck seat! I got into the truck, my hands were in gloves, and I looked down at my right hand and said to my husband, “Well that doesn’t look right”. The end of my finger was hanging down at a weird angle. Off to the hospital I went, to find out that I had torn the ligaments at the first knuckle! I didn’t feel a thing when it happened! 5 years later and it’s still wonky looking, but with arthritis now!
Nothing like a little broken demon finger to ruin your day, lol!
I love them, I would be bummed too.
The fact that Victor is sooo chill and then just closes his door to the office is hilarious.
Are they bookends? Because I think I need those.
My demon fingers broke, too. They just don’t make demons like they used to.
They’re on sale! Demon fingers for everyone!
(Speaking of fingers, my arthritis is especially bad in both middle fingers. I wonder if there’s any significance.)
Geeze what would you have to say/do to get Victor out of his office………no, don’t do it!!
I am a little amazed that Victor didn’t catch on faster. 😂
Oh, Jenny, how I love you!!!
At least it was a demon finger and not one of your Maggie’s fingers! Love her and I have the exact same doll ❤️
… demon fingers? I thought that it would’ve been demons giving us the finger…or maybe each other!!
My sons would approve your doll sitting on the demon shelf- they think all my dolls are evil.
Oh, hey. . .is that the “Oh no, not again.” Whale?
If you think I didn’t “add to cart” so fast…lol
You find some of the BEST stuff (hope you found the finger!)
My day is made…
Isn’t Victor deep into all things zombie apocalypse? Surprised he didn’t at least come running to provide first aid to your demon in distress. Priorities and all.
“the demon fingers really tied the bookshelf together:” You win the internet today!
And, my Mister would have said, from the other room, “Again? ER, Emergency Clinic, or just popsicle sticks and tape?”
Whew, I was worried it was going to be a finger off off Old Copernicus the leprotic monkey; it’s been so long since we heard from him! And BTW, I’m really starting to get triggered by Gloria (#28). GO AWAY ALREADY Gloria! Nobody believes you here!