On the way home from the train I managed to misstep on a bad piece of pavement and sprain my ankle, the exact same ankle I sprained 6 months ago on a spot 20 feet away. Limping a mile home is awesome.
Only 2 kids, one PT for each. I don't expect riots even on bad days.
Last night I got to MASTURBATE, with a WET SPONGE! My life is starting to suck less lately and it's all thanks to xanax.
I'd rather an old dirty dry sponge, so it feels like I'm fucking someones dead grandmother.