So I woke up this morning, took some Aleve and I can move okay. I go into work, work for about 2 hours when Dan (the guy who runs Boll) comes in with ripped pants. So I’m setting up the sewing machine to fix em when I manage to stab myself with a triangle… protractor… thing. Moral of the story I cut the sole of my foot wide open… and may or may
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