Tumblin' Dice
As I was going to pick up Emma from her summer program just now, I tripped going down a set of concrete steps and ended up rolling down about a half dozen of them. Twisted ankle, bloody knuckles, skinned elbow and knee, jammed finger, bruised chin.None of this is going to keep me out of the St. Paul Classic this year.
posted by MeanMrMustard @ 5:19 PM
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