Monday, February 9, 2009


They just keep growing back.

Until the day you die, you're going to have to file, trim, shape, buff, or polish your fingernails. Or, you give up and become a contender for the Guinness Book of World Records. When I'm not biting my fingernails, I'm wishing I could punch them. (But that would be impossible, since they are tucked inside my fist.)

Don't even get me started about cuticles…

1 comment:

Junque Rethunque said...

If that's your fingernail, I'm impressed. You got NOTHIN' on my cuticles. I could practically grow vegetables in the cracks in them.