At work today I sewed the needle right through my middle finger. I must be on something I don't know about because I didn't even feel a thing until I realized I couldn't pull my hand away from the machine.
So then I had one of two options. 1) I could, like a retard, jerk my hand away(and I almost did-moment of clarity ftw!) creating a mess of blood and mass pain; or 2) Slowly pull my finger down the needle until I can release it.
I choose the less bloody rout.
Needless to say my bandaged middle finger has been flicking off a lot of people for the remainder of the day.