I Love A Good Bruise

No, I’m not a masochist. But if I’m going to get hurt then I want it to show. There’s nothing worse than describing an accident and someone looks at your injured limb and says, “Well, it looks okay.” Looks okay? Well, it hurts like a bitch, you insensitive prick! So if I’m going to suffer an injury then I want a gnarly bruise I can show off and say, “Aw, nah. It doesn’t really bother me.”

Thursday night I biked downtown with friends to go dancing and to my surprise flipped over my handlebars at one point. It took a solid 24 hours to get a good bruise going but I feel like it’s adequately showing the discomfort I feel when I try and use muscles in that area.

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