Got a Boo Boo on My Foot

Let's see here.

My pants are too big.

I have to get some more pants.

I don't wear panties. I don't like to wear them.

Ah! Whoopsie.

I don't like to wear them anyway.

I had to put some blue polish on top of the black polish after I sent that picture.

And they were looking so pretty, like shimmery.

Let's see, if they're right there, if that door hit that and cracked my doggone toenail.

I was like, "What the hell?"

If only they could have made that happen.

So, I'm so glad you got the job. I don't even know much about it, but, um, happy for you.

So, when you said self-worship, I'm going to assume that you meant that, um, now, I mean, I love them.

And I think they should get the award. They certainly have paid me through those.

Like, for real, for real.

But, since I'm going through a divorce, my husband decided he wanted to be a really badass and hit up on me.

And I had to holler at him three times and broke through the restraining orders and all that.

So, it's been six months now since I've seen him.

So, I'm going to get the same. I forgot about the same.

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