Why me, God?

I just emerged from the shower to discover I have somewhat of a black eye. (Actually, it looks like just one blood vessel — one that circles beneath my eye — is broken or something). Charming.

On what I assure you is an unrelated note, it occurred to me in the shower that I uttered the phrase “Homey don’t play that” at least twice this weekend. Sigh. What’s to become of me?



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2 responses to “Why me, God?

  1. All you need now is a sock full of quarters and a red clown nose.

  2. Eek! …that applies to both the eye and wondering what brought on the need to say, ‘Homey don’t play that’ in the shower. Twice. 😉

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