Could you do me a favour and drop the scissors on my foot? Aim for the little toe if you possibly can. The smaller the surface, the more vivid the flash of pain. Don’t throw it but gently drop it, and try to steer its fall. I realize that this may be a strange request. It’s just that I need some pain to gauge the extent of my current crisis. Because I could be overreacting. I suspect I’m prone to that. But on a scale from one to five, I think this is a seven. Or a nine on a scale from minus twenty to two point five. But I’m not completely sure. And before I alert the authorities, I really need to know whether or not I have just cause. So, be a darling, the scissors are over there.
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