I rock climb and the creativeness I’ve learned with climbing tape…
Me: “How can I stop the blood and keep going?”
Brain: “Uhhh. You should probably use proper first aid-”
Me: “Shutup, Brain! We just got here. Help me out.”
Brain: “Well get the dirty tape, wrap it around, split this with your teeth, wrap that around… Yeah, go again because the blood will keep pissing out, there’s no sponge.”
Me: “Hell yeah, Brain!”
Brain: “So between the dirty old tape, your teeth as scissors, the chalk, sweat, and rock face. You realise this is going to be infected?”
I rock climb and the creativeness I’ve learned with climbing tape…
Me: “How can I stop the blood and keep going?”
Brain: “Uhhh. You should probably use proper first aid-”
Me: “Shutup, Brain! We just got here. Help me out.”
Brain: “Well get the dirty tape, wrap it around, split this with your teeth, wrap that around… Yeah, go again because the blood will keep pissing out, there’s no sponge.”
Me: “Hell yeah, Brain!”
Brain: “So between the dirty old tape, your teeth as scissors, the chalk, sweat, and rock face. You realise this is going to be infected?”
Me: “Shutup, Brain!”
three hours layteur…
Me: “My finger is sore, fat, and itchy…”