I hate my clumsiness. Made it through Earl fine, walked up to a friend’s wedding reception at the Armories and of course I tripped over a down tree branch and hurt my knee. —Sore and Bruised

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  1. hurrican? what hurricane, oh you mean the thing that had some wind and rain. hell, i had better blowjobs in the forces.

  2. Hurricane? LOL. It was just some wind. Nothing at all. Don’t blame the tree. You should have been looking where you walk/step.

  3. I don’t think OP’s blaming the tree, sebastard, they’re bitching about their clumsiness.

    I feel for you, OP: I think I’m the only person on the planet who can sprain their ankle falling UP the stairs. *shakeshead*

  4. Heh seb….. because “just some wind” knocks entire limbs from trees.

    My “assumption” is that her issue is not with the tree, the hurricane or anything else BUT Murphy’s law…… which, by the way, is a very dangerous law. Even more so than gravity IMO.

    BTW Life Sucks….. love the pic of LS Jr. Jr. I trust you are immensely enjoying him.

  5. Our old tomcat Hubert, who set the bar high for fat, sullen and stupid, used to regularly bang his head while running up the stairs. He’d then look accusingly at us, as if to say “Why did you hit me?”

  6. Nothing can beat the Saturday afternoon he was on the coffee table, cleaning his expansive bellhouse and tumbled backwards over the edge. The shock, humiliation and my laughter sent him to his Fortress of Solitude in the back of the clothes closet and he didn’t emerge for about 12 hours. He wuz a gud kitteh.

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