The little toe was NOT the problem, the smashing my right temple on the side of the cast iron tub...THAT was the problem.

That's what I'm saying. The little toe leads to the world of pain. Luckily you didn't slip on a banana peel and into a full bathtub with a freshly toasted slice of bread still in the toaster whilst plugged in.

Cant count the number of times thats happened to me

Literally can't count them because the number doesn't exist.

Why you gotta call me out like that lol

I'm calling the number that doesn't exist out. He knows who he is.

sounds mysterious

He goes by Martha.

lolol