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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Black and blue
Now, how did my toe get to be black and blue? I look down this morning before showering and it's tremendous colors. And now that I'm sitting here, it's starting to hurt. I really don't remember doing anything to it. Any ideas on what happened?
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7 comments:
I told you to stop pole dancing before someone got hurt. You just wouldn't listen, would you? nooooOOoooOOoooo
Only a Pole could hurt her toe pole dancing...sigh. Shoulda listened to you.
I'm practicing my mommy voice so you'll take me serious next time.
Where do I throw the dollar bills?
I take paypal. less messy that way.
We must have been battling each other in our sleep because I have the same thing going on in one of my thumbs, and no recollection of injuring it.
Funny that I can take you on with my feet! :-)
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