Nothing is broken.
I think it's going to be okay. Not worthy of a freakout. Not even a mini one.
A wildebeest!
The one time I take the blame willingly
In mud, maybe.
Gasping for air.
No, no, it's totally my fault. I want all the blame.
Sometimes you're just not fast enough to make it. :shame:
sorry about all the questions :-[
I can't do that!
