The old one just didn’t cut it anymore
I went to the convenience store on my college campus because I needed to get some nail clippers. A girl I knew walked in and this exchange was had after we had started talking:
Me: The only good clippers they had were in this pack with this other body care stuff, do you want any of it?
Girl: Sure, but those are toenail clippers. There are some fingernail clippers over there (very small ones).
Me: I have very thick nails, so those won't cut it.
The look she gave me told me how close she was to groaning.
Dad: Hey, put these back where you found them.
Me: Okay, toss 'em
Dad: tosses the clippers to the right, into the fireplace
Me: W-What the heck, Dad?!
Dad: You didn't say to toss them to you
What do you call a rock band that hates nail clippers?
I came back with a bic and a clipper and said "I could only find two of these, and I don't think they'll make a very large blanket".
This all mainly involves my actions and thinking to myself.
So I'm cutting my nails with clippers, the clipping seem to travel at a pretty high velocity then cut.
anyway, at one moment I had the clippers facing away from me, meaning my nails were pointing at me. When I cut, the clipping flew up and hit me on the eyelid, felt very close to going in.
That's when I thought:
"Shit, I almost nailed myself in the eye"
My soccer inflicted ingrown toenail has been giving me serious grief, exasperated by an infection. Swollen, purple and painful, my wife told me I needed to buy an expensive set of nail scissors and clippers to trimming down the offending nail.
I replied with "For toepiary?"
I think i must have failed in the telling of my 'dadjoke'. She did NOT roll her eyes but actually laughed!
I guess the journey is long in this game.