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Little Bit o Writing- between classes edition

Please excuse if this isn't biologically correct.

My veins were going to start a protest soon. A full fledged marching around with signs and banners fight for their right to party. Actually just for the right to be able to do their job, and take away that nasty oxygen depleted blood. They'd probably borrow some acid from my stomach to use as ink, and indigestible carrot bits for the signs. As for their march, well they'd be able to make it all the way from Toe Avenue to Armpit Express. After that though is where the trouble began. Five meaty officers stood, arms crossed, feet dried into the cement from ages ago. They weren't going to move anytime soon. My veins would try in vain to find away around but as the officers closed in, tighter and tighter, their strength somehow multiplying over time instead of decreasing, my veins would find they had no choice but to stay put, swelling while they looked on helplessly at  their brothers on the other side. 
     "Either you let go of my arm, or I'll chew your nasty sausage fingers off," I growled. A tighter grip and look of amusement were my only reply. I apologized in advance to my taste buds as I let my jaw muscles show off. The surprised scream and sudden release of my arm were all the apology they needed.    

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