If you sit around with people long enough you invariably (at least in my experience) start talking about injuries. I don’t know why that is. I’m not so bad around cuts and blood but when you start talking about bones and the breaking of them I get real queazy. And then, when I tell my “freinds” about my affliction they LAUNCH RIGHT INTO MORE BROKEN BONE STORIES. I love my friends.
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