Carol screwed up,




when she said, on about the 6th day, "Wow, you haven't left any blood in Mexico, this time." I have a history of injuries, obviously NONE of them my fault, south of the border. Anyway, within a few hours, I had sprained my ankle, and been bitten by a cat (my fault, for touching the tummy of a VERY pregnant kitty). If I die of 'Cat Scratch Fever', don't be surprised. Some things never change...

Comments

Anonymous said…
The good Lord must have a reason for you still being among the living, son, cuz you're an accident waiting to happen........
Anonymous said…
At least you didn't screw up your Mexico track record! Hope the ankle has healed. :)

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