someone i used to work with told me it should be unconstitutional for me to wear flip-flops in public. don't click the spoiler if you're uncomfortable about man-feet.

(SPOILER)when i was twelve, i dropped a desk on my foot when we were moving at some point. i didn't think much of it at the time until my entire toenail started to turn black and stopped growing. a few months after that, it started to grow in rather strangely; grew from the bottom of my nail up and over the black spot and became really thick and unhealthy looking. hurt like hell! since my grandmother was a rather negligent guardian, it was always brushed off when i said that i needed to see some doctors about how to resolve this problem. wound up having to get it removed by a podiatrist who said it wouldn't grow back. well...it does. kinda. and it doesn't look or feel like a toenail. so every few months i have to spend some extra time in the shower when it gets to a certain length, slide some tweezers under there and just rip it out. then i have to disinfect and dress the wound. doesn't hurt and its more of an inconvenience at this point, but its still not the most fun activity!