Yesterday was not enough.
I was carrying a load of laundry down the stairs and out to the garage where all the machines are located. While chatting up the dogs, I grab the door and swing it open catching my little toe underneath it and tearing half my toenail back. I am jumping around in silent pain while igniting a doggie riot in my living room. It hurt like no other, no kidding.
Again, not broken.
What is happening to this little Roderick? I am not getting out of bed tomorrow.
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