My foot was bothering me this morning, and I felt pretty skanky, so I hopped into the shower. The hot water felt good on the bruises. After I'd soaked in the steam and spray, I took a pumice stone to my foot. Much to my surprise, chunks fell from the bones like overcooked meat.
Hunks of green, purple, and blue flesh swirled into the drain. The clogging made the tub fill up 'til I was standing in a gory stew. It smelled of flowers and not putrefaction. I was surprised at how yellow my foot bones are. I'd expected them to be whiter.
The good news is that I can now wear dainty shoes on my left foot. Now, if I can just scrub my right foot down to match, I won't be such a mutant.
Hunks of green, purple, and blue flesh swirled into the drain. The clogging made the tub fill up 'til I was standing in a gory stew. It smelled of flowers and not putrefaction. I was surprised at how yellow my foot bones are. I'd expected them to be whiter.
The good news is that I can now wear dainty shoes on my left foot. Now, if I can just scrub my right foot down to match, I won't be such a mutant.
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Date: 2006-01-27 05:25 pm (UTC)From: