They had a marathon on TV a few years back of “The Scariest Moments in Movies” and I remember one of the top things was this guy taking a pair of scissors, and opening his mouth and ramming his head down on them.
I totally almost did that accidentally last night. Well no. I did do that, just not with scissors. While driving to Victorville on leg one of the wedding trip I was chewing on a straw and half asleep. My subconscious apparently decided ‘I know how to wake him up’. And I took the straw and jammed it at full force… as hard as I could, into the back of my throat… right where the fleshy juicy bits of your mouth are.
I have no clue why I did it. But holy christ. I’m still in pain the next morning.