If words don't work, pain surely will

We get home. We unpack. Then, as we're finishing, my ankle gives out and bends in an unpleasant way. It hurt. Now the temperature of my left ankle is rising.

Is that a bomb? No, it's a piece of wood.

B: Manly men spill sunflower seeds all over their cars!

O: I don't think manly men eat sunflower seeds...

The Smoky Mountains need to stop smoking. They might get lung cancer and die!!

Drifting away from today and into the depths of my mind.

Single single single single single.
Never going to see again never going to see again never going to see again.

Michigan