First no roast beef, now THIS?!?

In other news, I stubbed a toe yesterday. Sure, that in itself isn’t unusual; the world is full of clumsy tools after all.
What is odd though, are the circumstances surrounding it. In fact, I just got off the ‘phone with the people at Ripley’s, and they didn’t believe it either.

You see, first of all this stubulation occurred on a flat, stable surface entirely free of protuberances. Not a table leg in sight. Further, it struck not at the big toe, or indeed the little guy on the outside who normally bears the brunt of such things – all damage was restricted exclusively to the site of an INBOARD toe. How can that happen? It’s just bizarre.

Indeed, when I related the surreal tale to The Boss, she was instantly moved to ask if the digit in question was perhaps in some way excessively droopy. Well, it is NOW!

I tell you, that pinkie toe is so smug right now, it’s disgusting. I‘ve half a mind to kick a good-sized house brick, to bring it back down a peg or two. That’ll teach it.