Don’t worry, I’m getting alllll the action.
I lost my pain receptors a long time ago, I lay on the floor, waiting for the Reaper to take me. Meanwhile, I finally rip my arms out of the staples and eat a slice of pizza.
My pain will never end.
I look at the potion, slowly losing hope in humanity.
I look at the cake in dismay, since my arms are also stapled down I can’t get the cake either.