IM Session

Remember this picture? Brokedickdog sent it in a month or two ago, but I have no idea where he got it.

And as you know, I enjoy a good gag, and I couldn't resist when a co-worker from Los Angeles IMed me today. Here's what ensued (her name has been changed to protect the very innocent):

(Co-worker) (3:11:22 PM): was that seriously your hand?
(Co-worker) (3:11:25 PM): that was WRONG
(Co-worker) (3:11:29 PM): soooooo very wrong
FIMjpwise (3:14:13 PM): yeah, i was stung by four or five wasps a couple summers ago and i had to take this whack-ass medicine and it totally inflated my hand like that for the entire rest of the day. i have a lot of other pictures of it that are far more embarrassing.
(Co-worker) (3:15:24 PM): embarrasing isn't the word!
(Co-worker) (3:15:32 PM): the only thing that comes to mind is WRONG
FIMjpwise (3:14:48 PM): totally.
(Co-worker) (3:16:16 PM): did it hurt?
(Co-worker) (3:16:20 PM): are you yanking my chain
(Co-worker) (3:16:36 PM): cuz i'm looking at the picture and i just don't see it
(Co-worker) (3:17:43 PM): you're lieing
FIMjpwise (3:17:05 PM): well, the stings hurt right away, but then it felt kind of numb, so i didn't really even feel the medicine. the doctor was actually a neighbor of mine, so i went straight to his house and luckily he and his niece were there. she's a nurse, and she's pretty decent looking. she'd just gotten married that summer, but she said i said some pretty bizarre things to her in my medical fog.
(Co-worker) (3:18:27 PM): but what happened to your fingernails?
(Co-worker) (3:18:48 PM): do you have a picture of the other side?
FIMjpwise (3:20:48 PM): oh, did you notice? i don't know if that picture shows them or not, but they kind of stretched a little bit with the hand, but then they kind of dried up and got all loose on me, like when you peel after a sunburn. by the time i woke up the next day, they'd fallen off.
(Co-worker) (3:21:56 PM): SHUT UP
(Co-worker) (3:22:00 PM): you are seriously grossing me out.
(Co-worker) (3:22:21 PM): I need to go vomit
FIMjpwise (3:21:32 PM): you asked!
(Co-worker) (3:22:37 PM): glutton for punishment.
FIMjpwise (3:21:50 PM): word.

Eight or nine minutes go by . . .

(Co-worker) (3:30:11 PM): (Another co-worker) says you're lieing to me.