Karavansara

East of Constantinople, West of Shanghai

Alligators ripped my flesh

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201010061935As of last night I have a long gash on the inside of my thigh. The sort of scar I’ll show off proudly and attribute to a session of alligator wrestling, or something equally exotic and pulpy.
Like, that time I fought-off a horde of rabid mandrills, or something.
To further my author platform, you know…

In fact I was walking in my extra-cluttered bedroom, last night, on my way from the bathroom, when I was attacked by a wild Persian carpet, that was waiting in the dark to carry out its homicidal designs.
I stumbled on the carpet corner and fell, and crashed in a low IKEA table. The gash is the result of the IKEA table corner biting into my leg.

I was lucky. My room is so crowded with piles of books everywhere, that I landed on a nice thick padding of paperbacks. A few curses and some peroxide later, I spent part of the night picking up and piling up the books again.
I am happy to report that no humans nor books (nor alligators nor mandrills) were damaged permanently in the accident.

Author: Davide Mana

Paleontologist. By day, researcher, teacher and ecological statistics guru. By night, pulp fantasy author-publisher, translator and blogger. In the spare time, Orientalist Anonymous, guerilla cook.

3 thoughts on “Alligators ripped my flesh

  1. Man, i can foresee a book cover: The IKEA incident. Subtitle: how the low-budget furnitures will skin you alive! – all right, no more idiotic jokes. Get well soon!

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  2. My all-time favourite title, unforgettable in its banal gaudy adolescent appeal and blatant sado-masochism, was “I WAS TRAPPED BY THE NAZIS’ KISSING SHE-DEVIL OF AGONY!” And I vow by Badb Catha the War Crow I am not making that up.

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