My Arm Fell Off

I tried to do too many things at once today and my right arm fell off. I went to the doctor to have it reattached and he offered me an upgrade. I was thinking that he was going to give me a third arm, but he said, "No, we don't do that here." So I wondered what kind of upgrade he was talking about. He said that for just a few extra hundred dollars, I could have a muscle filled arm instead of the jelly one that I now possess. I was a little dissappointed, because although I always wanted a muscle filled arm, it wouldn't be as helpful as a third jelly-filled one.

I decided to pass on his offer (since I didn't have a few extra hundred dollars) and went to my nearest arms dearler. After a few minutes of looking at his inventory I left disappointed because all he had were firearms and I wasn't interested if having a body part that would continously be on fire. So I went to the second had store hoping to find something with an arm attached, but they didn't have any. I thought that maybe I could get by with just another hand, but they wouldn't sell me another one since I already had two. It was against their policy. So I went to a third hand store, but everything they had was deformed and I didn't want that.

So I went home, but all the running around made my feet fall off, so off I went to the doctor again to the doctor. He reattached my feet and offered me another upgrade. Three feet for a yard. I had a yard, but I didn't want the Doctor to own it. I asked him where he got the third foot from, and he said that he took it off a foot soldier this morning. He didn't need it.