Sunday, October 23, 2005
Let me retell a horrendous story that desiree told us one fine day. it made Por sad and cry. it was a grim story about an ill-fated hamster.
It happened that she has a friend who ownED a nice hamster. being a kind owner she is, she understands the value of freedom of roaming so her hamster is allowed to run around in the house. now from here onwards i'll try to present the story in the way desiree presented it to us.
"Her brother came into the room and accidentally stepped on the hamster's whiskers. it tried to run away but TORE(said in a loud voice) out his entire face with the whiskers instead. then it just shrivelled in pain and died."
Urgh. how gruesome. till this time the great story-teller has told the story at least 3 times and that hasn't dampen her enthusiasm any bit.
Don argued that it doesn't make sense. i mean, how could you tear your face out just like that? aren't the whiskers connected to the follicles like hair? and how could a little hamster have so much strength to tear out the entire face? i could see that this guy has serious doubt in the truth of this grim tale.
I dunno. i think the idea is just plain gross. maybe someone could help me find out how this could happen and educate me about it.
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