Bliss by Harry Bliss for July 17, 2015

I was at a rowdy party. I got to playing darts with somebody. People would pass back and forth in front of the dart board. I happened to throw just as my brother stepped in the way; the dart sticking in his head. (the point slid under his skin.) At first he thought it was stuck in his hair. Realizing it stuck in his flesh, he sat down next to a really good looking girl and said, “Hi my name is Mark. Would you mind removing this dart from my head?” Now that is a pickup line.

At least she knows the guy talking is honest.

But he might have stuck the dart in himself…

When I was much younger I thought it was cool sticking a pin through the upper layers of flesh on my fingers, and back out again. It didn’t cause any bleeding, I wasn’t quite that stupid. I find it difficult to even think about intentionally jabbing a dart straight into my head. Wouldn’t want any brain cells to escape. I can see an accident happening as described above.

I wouldn’t want the few brain cells I have left over from the 60s to leak out thru any dart hole.