Archive for June, 2009
It’s the End of the Word as We Know it!
To my 4 (okay 2; Hi Mom and Dad!) readers:
It’s been a while, and I must confess that I have grown weary of Ronald and Henrietta. I fear their short-lived happiness is nearing its untimely conclusion.
With that delightful thought in mind, I present today’s long-awaited WOD: Contusion.
Contusion is a noun. More specifically, it is a region of injured tissue or skin in which blood capillaries have been ruptured; a bruise, if you will. And I hope you will not! HA! It’s from Latin, or French, or Middle English. Take your pick. More importantly, contusion is derived from the verb contuse which is not a nice thing to do to someone you enjoy.
One for the money; Two for the show; Three to get ready; and Usage to go: What appeared at first to be nothing more than a mild contusion on Henrietta’s upper thigh turned out to be a rather unfortunate thrombosis, to which she succumbed with much anguish and grousing over the course of about 3 weeks, and due to which Ronald felt the need to procure and then discharge a Smith and Wesson revolver into his then-grieving brain, which would cause much more damage than a bruise and leave him largely brain dead, a burden to his friends, family and wishers well for the remainder of his days.
A fitting end to a ridiculous story.
Stay tuned for new, fresh and potentially spunky antics!
-Eric
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