deirdre, the PFC
today my dad referred to me as a "PFC." that's right, "Poor Fuckin Cripple." no no, it's ok though because that's what my paraplegic great uncle used to call himself.
this is from the fact that i twisted my knee in the last 3 minutes of my roller hockey game on sunday night while trying to score a glorious goal on a stellar break away because we were down 0 - 5. i partially tore my MCL and will be wearing a brace with a metal hinge for up to 3 or 4 weeks. awesome.
this is from the fact that i twisted my knee in the last 3 minutes of my roller hockey game on sunday night while trying to score a glorious goal on a stellar break away because we were down 0 - 5. i partially tore my MCL and will be wearing a brace with a metal hinge for up to 3 or 4 weeks. awesome.