Originally Posted by
feldspar
One dizzy broad who I call my friend wanted me to hang a heavy shelf on her wall on Wednesday. She had no stud finder (save the jokes), but she's kinda showing me where it should go anyway. Then the same dizzy broad drops the shelf on the big toe of my left foot, right on the toenail. Ouch.
The toe turned purple, and the nail turned a strange aqua-marine color. They remain those colors to this day...four days later so far. You can see a horizontal crack along the entire toenail, and here's hoping it doesn't come off halfway (or the entire way). This morning I bumped the toe with other foot, and part of the nail came off. It also bleeds periodically around the entire nail.
When I left her house, being a relatively nice fella, I hugged her goodbye...at which point she stepped on the very same toe. I said "owwww, you just stepped on my toe," followed by silence...not "sorry."
Can't walk too well, and some are luckier than others that I'm a nice guy I guess.
Good morning, anyhow. Guess I should wrap that ***** up finally at this point...the ***** meaning my toe...the one that went to the market. I stubbed the one that had roast beef drastically just last week sometime, and it had just started to regain its color. I kid you not.
Anyway, dizzy broads, I tells ya.