For some reason, I really like my hands. They've brought me a lot joy, artistically (I've made films, painted pictures and written with them); sexually (both for myself and others); violently (but for my fists, I would have had a lot more black eyes in high school); sportingly (just last night, you should have fucking seen how I raped someone on the pool table at my local bar; he potted all his balls off break, missed the black, and I cleared up in a really, reaallllllly prompt fashion; I'm also fluently ambidextrous at billiards).

I'll post a picture later on.