Blistering Hot HNT....
Last weekend's yardwork included the final assault on a giant red oak that our neighbors gave us. I really thought that splitting the bottom six pieces might kill me. Instead, it just chewed my hands up and here's the proof. I promise that this is the last blister picture, but you know that the on-crack reporters here at Kicked Puppies just had to update last week's blisters. Next week, in honor of all those turkeys suffering the injustices of being stuffed, I have a great picture of my body cavity, then, for the week after that, I have a nifty shot of an old sucking chest wound.
See? The blister pics aren't so bad after all, eh?