there is an old tradition, a game that we all play, you start by getting liqured up and sharpening your blade, you take a shot of wiskey, grab your knife a prey, and spread apart you finger and this is what you say, "oh i have all my fingers, the knife goes chop chop chop, if i miss the spaces inbetween, my fingers will come off. and if i hit my fingers, the blood will soon come out, but all the same, we play this game, cuz thats whats all about." you can not use a pencil, can not use a pen, the only way is with a knife, when danger is your friend. some may call it stupid, some may call it dumb, but all the same, we play this game, cuz its so damn fun. oh i have all my fingers, the knife goes chop chop chop, if i miss the spaces inbetween, my fingers will come off. and if i hit my fingers, the blood will soon come out, but all the same, we play this game, cuz thats whats all about. oh chop chop chop chop chop chop chop, im picking up the speed, and if i hit my fingers, then my hand will start to bleed.