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my ankle... it's not wanting to work with me, i even tried pressuring it into doing something it didn't want to with blackmail and money. but still... it's a stumbern piece of flesh. I'm not exactly a big fan of not getting my way, especially when it was so easy going, all my ankle had to do was support my habbits and be there when i gain weight, oh and not hurt me when i hit it with a hammer on one of my drunken not-so-clear nights. Am i wrong for complaining?