Yeah, so my arm fell off last week. It had been a little numb for a month or so. I was at the grocery store and I turned to reach for some Hamburger Helper with my left hand and when I faced back forward my right arm was hanging from the shopping cart.
It was kind of gross (one lady screamed), but there wasn’t much blood or anything. The doctor told me it had something to do with cancer, but strangely most of the cancer fell off along with my appendage.
Luckily I quit using that arm in junior college.
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This guy's attitude makes me wonder if he would even go to the doctor about it or find it gross. Also, is there a missed opportunity for clean-up in aisle three? The last line makes me laugh; if there was scene description in this monologue, I'd love to see him attempt to shrug at that moment.