Tales from the Emergency Department; in which a man who wallows in nostalgia, and secretly wishes he were a Victorian KnifeMan rants about his work and what passes for a life.
He's heard it might be therapeutic...
Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Any resemblence to parties alive or dead is purely coincidental
Monday, April 21, 2008
You'r probably fed up with this nonsense... my current favourite conceit... but; there's some genuinely clever fingerwork in this. And the most impressive way to get a drink of water without interrupting play.
Go on; do it.
It's only five minutes... what else are you gonna do?