So, yeah... um, here:
You know that rule about two things not being able to occupy the same space at the same time? I think that's one of Newton's laws, or the Hippocratic Oath or something like that. Well, turns out it's, like, wicked true especially when you're talking about fingers and fancy-ass Japanese knives. "What fancy Japanese knife would that be, Nick?" you ask?
Okay, you're a little morbid, but I'll indulge you:
Ha! Just kidding. I wish. Not that the girl who sliced me isn't hot.
Anyway, the knife looks more like this:
Take that sucker and get it sharpened by a super master Japanese knife sharpener guy like a week earlier, and you've got a PARTY!
(And by "party" I mean "comfy Band-Aid brand gauze taped to your finger for a few days.")
Sometimes when you give life the finger... oops, already used that joke.