I slammed my toe into a 10-lb. weight bar and right away, the pain spread up my entire right side. “Cocksucking motherfucking son of a bitch,” I said. And like magic, I could hear my dad’s voice in my head: “What the hell did I tell you kids about running around the house in your bare feet?”
Gee, Dad, I don’t know. Something about hurting your feet?
He was right. It’s broken, and swollen, and purple, and I can’t fit it into a shoe. Oh well.
