Screw that, the real thing would be a ship 7000€ chair/girl from dumpster before she ended in the dumpster. (There. I solved it. There was no scalpel, no great mystery. The girl got a little too comfortable in/on/with (?) uncomfortable chair, slipped, and was sliced open by those armrests of doom. Oh and don't mind me interrupting and all that!)
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Date: 2012-05-04 09:23 pm (UTC)(There. I solved it. There was no scalpel, no great mystery. The girl got a little too comfortable in/on/with (?) uncomfortable chair, slipped, and was sliced open by those armrests of doom. Oh and don't mind me interrupting and all that!)