04-22-2017, 08:35 AM
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I go to sleep male and wake up female,
very pregnant, and needing to pee.
As I try to make it to the bathroom in time;
a large snake pokes out of my vagina,
rips my belly open, sticks its head in the tear,
and comes back out with a baby's arm in it's mouth.
This really pisses me off, so I give the snake
a sharp rap on its head, it drops the arm,
zips back inside, and I start looking for
a needle and thread so I can sew it back on.
The thread's easy to find, but I finally give up
and call mom to ask where some needles are.
"The spice cabinet in one of the bay leaf jars", she says.
While I have her the phone I ask about sewing arms on.
"If you use a lot of stitches and do it right away
so it stays moist, you'll be just fine...
it's that damn snake, isn't it?"
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a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions

