So I was kind of a cripple on Saturday.
I did something to my ankle and it was swollen so I switched from having a thing of frozen broccoli to it being elevated.
Actually I know exactly what I did to my ankle.
I wore these gorgeous and terrible heels.
And they hurt like a choice word of a choice word
And actually they cut the sides of my heels.
And thank god I wore other flat shoes or there might have been tears.
I had to legitimately sit down and change my shoes right then and there because I couldn't go on.
Damn sexy shoes,
But they hurt.
We were some how out of frozen peas, or as Owen calls them "the devils fruit", so I had to make do with broccoli.
So there I am on my typical Saturday night, with my hot date, a bag of broccoli.
Stupid shoes
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