so the metal bits stuck in my finger from cutting down my rear fender of the Newport frame last week are starting to look like they may be problematic.
i’ll be damned if they get infected.
hello kitty bandaid? check.
we’re good to go y’all
additional edit: i have the hands of a toddler.
my ex boyfriend always said things like: “the steak always looks bigger when you serve it on a small plate.”
it was a little too close to pedo for comfort.