Pop goes the..man’s foot

Not-my-foot. The man’s foot. Apparently he was just walking along minding his own business (wasn’t DANCING or anything) and bam, his ankle exploded.

Three days later when he got it x-rayed its not broken..just badly sprained. Yes – that old chestnut. Now he’s sporting a LOVELY bruise right around the bottom of this foot.

Luckily he waved the foot in front of my face before I could demand to know why dinner wasn’t ‘in progress’.

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