So there I was, innocently playing Super Mario Bros. on the DS and watching National Treasure (starring Nicholas Cage). Katie had painted her nails and had also used the super drying spray which looks like hairspray but is most certainly not for hair. (Learned that the hard way over the weekend, but that's a story for another time.) Katie insists that this special super-duper nail polish drying spray is nothing but scented condensed air, but I think it's something far more sinister because even now I am high as a kite from the fumes.
Katie, in her infinite wisdom, apparently thought her nail polish was dry enough to do complicated things such as type messages on the computer. She probably would have been fine if she had been using a normal, working computer and not my junk bucket of a laptop. See, the screws that hold my screen up are broken (hardcore snapped, crackled, and popped) and the whole top half of my Gateway wiggles like a loose tooth. At any given moment, the screen could (and does) come crashing down on the typist, crushing his or her hands between the keyboard and screen. If one had freshly painted fingernails...well, you can imagine what might happen then.
I was just about to get that third coin for Mario and Luigi when the I heard the top half of the computer come crashing down. Nothing new. But then, I heard Katie yell, "MY NAILS!" and, as an afterthought, "Your screen!" Luckily, she got most of it off, though I can still see some hot pink specks, so she'll be taking care of those ASAP. Sadly, her nails were not so lucky. She had to scrap the whole idea and now sports naked fingers again.
Movie's ending. Spoiler alert: Nicholas Cage wins.
Readers: For the actual, TRUE story, speak to Katie.
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A Concerned Fan