What Goes Around...

Mind two:
Karma is REAL!! I swear by it. I didn't used to believe, but now, I am really scared that all the mean things I have ever said are going to come back and bite me in the butt.

Back when school was still session, and we had the evil PE class, Mind One fell against one of the benches in the weight room. It gave her a really nasty cut on the back of her leg which looked something like this:

I spent weeks making fun of her for this. I told her it looked like she got shanked and then punched. I started laughing every time I saw it. I was merciless. Now, something extremely similar has happened to me. I was babysitting and took one too many steps backward while I was playing outside with the kids and fell on top of a piece of plywood. I know it sounds ridiculous, but it wasn't laying flat on the ground, it was standing up and I hit my thigh right on the corner. It was about half the size as Mind One's, but it hurt like crazy and now it looks like this:

So Mind One, now I look like I got stabbed and punched by a baby. Go ahead, make all the jokes you want, I won't be offended, I deserve them anyway. Freaking Karma.


Mind one here.

I'd love to laugh at you, and make fun of you, and generally just pay you back for all your shenanigans, but then I'd hurt myself again. So I will just point and laugh from a distance, and tell you that the drawing of your cut...looks like sperm. That is all.

Mind Two:
Oh crap. I was thinking it looked like somebody shanked me with a pencil. What it is with us and sperm??


Mind one.
You've been seeing some strange pencils....spermcil?

Mind Two:
Yes. A spermcil. I shall now call all of my pencils spermcils. My mom is going to be so proud.