Today at work, I stuck a metal letter opener to an eight-inch magnetic coat hook and practiced my stabbing motions. My workmate, J2, bent a sharply-pointed five-inch aluminum rod into an L-shape and practiced her stabbing motions.
J2 complimented me on my excellent shanking motion. I complimented her on her clever double-eye-poker design.
A woman from the next office came over and said, “This isn’t a shiv-making class. Please stop pretending to shank each other.”
J2 responded, “I take the bus.”