I sure hope not.
But I couldn't really blame him. You see after my intramural volleyball game the night before, Zach took the opportunity to show his woman how it's DONE. He was hitting some pretty hard core spikes at the far wall, totally showing me up, when I popped a ball up a little too far back. In the heat of a smack down he went for it anyway and next thing I know he's hit the floor all wrong and we ended up with something like this:
|Zach: My foot looked weird then, but later the entire foot swelled uniformally and|
actually looked quite nice and cherubic as can be seen below.
|Oddly enough, his foot is beautiful. Seriously, that is my favorite color right there.|
And I'm not sure how, but lately it seems we've been going through a deplorable amount of frozen veggies.