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No comment. Just CARD!
too easy.
Like your mom?
Don't lower your standards.
You mean like I did when I got with your mom?
Fractional fcks for the mild chuckle.
Vcards for the necro and because it's been too long since I called you a feggit on general principle.
I found myself looking back over this thread again, and after re- reading the stuff about catheters and needing assistance to use the bathroom, I'm kicking myself for having missed the opportunity to tell you both:
you don't go well.
And yes, I'm channeling @lone_ranger and playing Thread Necromancer:
I'm using my Mom's old walker she got after her knee surgery to get around.
lol ur mom gets around
It's moving. I'm trying to remember to get up and move about the house every few hours to discourage muscle atrophy (beyond what's likely the inevitable amount to be expected from recovering from injuries like mine, anyway).
I'm definitely going to need to start hitting the gym again once I'm fully recovered. I've basically just been maintaining my physique for the past couple years, which was working perfectly fine until some daffy broad ran a red light and hit me with her truck.
That's doubtless still several months down the line, though. Baby steps.
Or, in my case, fogey steps. It's funny, see, 'cause I'm using my Mom's old walker she got after her knee surgery to get around.
@MentORPHEUS star for checking on a brother