Woke up this morning with a tickle in my throat. Coughed a few times to try and remove what I assumed was a collection of phlegm that had pooled during the night. Was rather surprised when I produced a severed finger. That would explain the tickling.
Checked my hands for a missing digit. All ten were accounted for and, I should add, freezing cold! Whose finger was this? I decided not to worry about it too much, as it was not a thumb. Someone couldn’t miss a finger too much. I returned the digit to my mouth and continued on with my morning rituals.
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