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I was going to stick a metal rod in the outlet today I was already vivid with the excitement Of taking serious health risks Imagine, just imagine what it would feel like O, what sweet ecstasy the pain would be Shocking, and locking my arm in place No escape from the unconverted Power I was so tempted to put the metal in the outlet I didn't care what would happen If it killed me, so what? If it put me in the hospital, so what? If it gave me super powers, so what? The thrill and excitement built up within me And like a dam about to burst, someone said No Someone said no no no no no... The voice in my head chimed in The timid little good-doer in my brain Said No But my arm reached forward The metal grasped tight between my bare fingers Grown numb from holding on so tightly The outlet was near close close close My smile was the widest it's been in years My heart was racing faster than seeing Emma Stone And then the timid voice came back Stop being an idiot, Jared. Go back to rehearsing the play. I threw the metal rod across the stage And got up And delivered my lines
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 3:33 AM UTC
I almost electrocuted myself today... c'est la vie
I was going to stick a metal rod in the outlet today I was already vivid with the excitement Of taking serious health risks Imagine, just imagine what it would feel like O, what sweet ecstasy the pain would be Shocking, and locking my arm in place No escape from the unconverted Power I was so tempted to put the metal in the outlet I didn't care what would happen If it killed me, so what? If it put me in the hospital, so what? If it gave me super powers, so what? The thrill and excitement built up within me And like a dam about to burst, someone said No Someone said no no no no no... The voice in my head chimed in The timid little good-doer in my brain Said No But my arm reached forward The metal grasped tight between my bare fingers Grown numb from holding on so tightly The outlet was near close close close My smile was the widest it's been in years My heart was racing faster than seeing Emma Stone And then the timid voice came back Stop being an idiot, Jared. Go back to rehearsing the play. I threw the metal rod across the stage And got up And delivered my lines
Every once in a while I'm really stupid. Most times, I'm just normal stupid.
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 3:33 AM UTC
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