`` well that one was a bust -- '' i slammed my hand over my mouth to keep from hooting with laughter . the next few hours were spent coming up with a workable solution . he 'd given me that and i 'd done nothing for him . i wanted something on my body that reminded me of him . does it still look like the other one ? i dont think , i- um- i- dont think boy . that , too , feels swollen , damage out of proportion to the blow . 