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[fflo]

Busted my little toe (and whacked its neighbor, my next-to-littlest) last night on a bookcase. I asked at work for a better story I could tell about what I did, but no one has offered a suggestion yet, so I've only got the truth to tell you here today.

Last time I broke a toe it was dancing to "Love Shack" in the kitchen of what I call the Brady Bunch apartment (lingering 70s decor, including shag-ish carpet), in the queer little 500 block of E 41st St in Baltimore. It hurt, but at least I had the tale to tell, the image to suggest, of my exuberant abandon meeting the metal foot of the table.

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[madush69.livejournal.com]

You could say that you rescued a little girl from a falling bookcase of toys in a small, independent toy store, and that's how you broke your toe. Who knows, maybe her mother will buy you whatever you want from the toy store.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

I like it! Now I just have to decide what toy I want.

I haven't been in a toy store in a most unfortunately long time. Well, I guess I was in that one in Kerrytown last time I had out of town visitors. . .

[madush69.livejournal.com]

Get one of each toy!!

[fflo.livejournal.com]

I never noticed that there's a toy store there. I don't think.

OUCH!

[peteralway.livejournal.com]

Your toe was fractured by the immovable mass of the accumulated knowledge and wisdom of mankind.

Assuming there were books in the bookcase.

The bones of a mighty, once-proud denizen of the forest primeival smote your foot.

Assuming it was made of wood.

They say my great-grandfather broke his ankle in the Civil War absentmindedly trying to stop a rolling cannonball with his foot, trying to stop it like he would a baseball, neglecting the M part of F=MA, being two genrations removed from his first descendent to get a degree in physics. Blame it on a cannonball.

I saw a buffalo as I drove past Dominoes Farms on the way to Thursday Night's dulcimer meeting. Tell them that a buffalo stepped on it.

Re: OUCH!

[fflo.livejournal.com]

There were books in it, yes, and it's wood. I think I'll go with the cannonball over the buffalo---don't want to be injured by my familiar.

The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[maffick.livejournal.com]

fflo was peering out of the window of a 20-storey building when she noticed that the glass on the outside of the window was quite dirty--filthy, really. So, as she just happened to have her windex and rag in hand, she decided to step out on the ledge and clean the window because she is just such a courteous and thoughtful soul. As she stood dutifully cleaning the window and enjoying the view from that side, suddenly, a gust of window nearly blew her right over. She lost her balance, was about to fall when, miraculously, her pinky toe caught the ledge and she dangled there for a moment in shock before she found the super-human strength that comes to one in such dire circumstances to pull herself up and back on to the ledge. The pinky toe and the one next to it were slightly traumatized by the experience, but it is a small price to pay for such an awesome feet (-:

Re: The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Very nice! I guess I DO have awesome feet.

I'm glad that you're so confident I'd have super-human strength kick in. I'm not about to jump off a ledge or anything, but I do wonder whether, were I to find myself dangling, I might just think, "Aw, fuck it" and give up.

Re: The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[maffick.livejournal.com]

well, as you can see from the TRUE story of what happened to you, that would not be the case.

Re: The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[fflo.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah=---ooops! sorry. Yes, it was harrowing, letmetellyou! Phew! I guess I have a survivor instinct that kicks in.

Ya'll shoulda seen me.

Re: The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[maffick.livejournal.com]

the feet are a highly under-rated part of the body, as you can also see from this truly harrowing tale. so many people don't like their feet, or feet, in general, but you know what I say to them, be nice to those feet because someday they may save your life.

Re: The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[fflo.livejournal.com]

ha!

have i talked to you before of my appreciation for feet? i used to have quite a rep at college for giving foot massages. it's not a fetish in the sense that i don't get off on it in any sexual way; it's a fondness for feet, and a pleasure at how much it can make somebody feel good to have 'em bathed and rubbed, and at how good it feels when somebody does that for me.

Re: The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[maffick.livejournal.com]

ooohhh, I'll have to remember that?!
my riend Scott loves feet. I take a picture of my feet in the setting usually whenever I go anywhere cool and give him a double. He has this sweet painting of feet that I'm sure you would pro'ly appreciate. I know your appreciation is a bit different, but it is a cool painting--all of these nubby little toes crowded together on a huge canvas.

Re: The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[fflo.livejournal.com]

got a picture of it?

Re: The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[maffick.livejournal.com]

heh.
nope.
but I might be able to get one...

Re: The TRUE story of what happened to fflo's toes:

[fflo.livejournal.com]

wait, here's a better foot... (see icon)

[lovelikeyeast.livejournal.com]

Ow! Fuck!

That little piggy went crunch. :-(