I fell for love. Literally, I fell attempting to climb a post that held the sign "LOVE LA" and now there is a distinct possibility that three toes on my right foot are broken. I can't remember which beer talked me into climbing the post, but I would like to blame Mr. Pabst for the limp I will be sporting over the next few weeks.
On the bright side, for some odd reason, saying "I fell for love and broke my phalanges." is very appealing to me.
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