What Part of My Brain Am I Cutting Out? Part I

This is the first part of a series that documents what part of my brain I will be removing with the various kitchen utensils I have before me.



Apparently, science has proved that a prefrontal lobotomy to cure emotional disorders is not a cure and only causes passivity and lack of motivation.

But it's as good a place to start as any.

So, nurse, please hand me the nostril expander (not pictured) and the pizza cutter (pictured).

OK, this is causing more discomfort than I anticipated. In fact, it fucking hurts like a motherfucker. Fuck. FUCK! Holy motherfucking fuck FUCK FUCK!!!

Wait... wait... got it. Slicing throooooooo... yayyyy... thank you, me. You sleep now. I mean, I sleep now. Everything good again.