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With Knives

lba

on Jan. 10, 2008

Throughout my last year of highschool I was part of a group that hung out every afternoon in the art room. The phrase you see here is just one of the many strange things people often heard when they walked into the room. It was uttered when a friend joking threatened me with "imma cutchu", when I tried to come up with a response this was all I managed.

Among the strange phrases was also an incident wherein somebody forgot to turn on the vents for the spray booth in the room. With the table we were sitting at only five feet away from the booth you can probably guess the result. While working on comics with my best friend I began playing with an ink dropper. I squirted some ink on the table and looked up at her and said "I want to run up to someone squirt them, scream I'm an octopus and run away".