Spending a few days relaxing the leg from some non-existant injury, this morning served up a healthy plate of ‘FU’, sinus problems, ankle twist, and a piece of glass in the heel.
I mean c’mon, how the hell did a chunk of beer bottle get in my foot while sleeping? The sandal-vendor ninjas sneak in and blow-dart a shard of SML across the apartment?
It’s just too much effort to go limping about on pain killers tonight… good thing I prepped a skillet meal of marinade steak and veggies last night: just mix, add fire and rum.
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