The wedding was perfect this weekend. A beautiful, sincere and heartfelt ceremony and a fun and enjoyable social/reception/party made it all I could ask for in a wedding. You can tell you're making the right choice marrying someone when the crowd starts banging and you have no trouble giving your special lady a big smooch. Frankly i could have spent the day making out with Rhonda.
I woke up Sunday morning with a very sore ankle and found out Monday morn that I was the proud recipient of gout. Bastard. So crutches, pain killers and excrutiating pain attacks have been my menu. Bastard. Oh well... what can you do?
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Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahah...GOUT!?
That's hilarious. That's an old person disease you weirdo.
You could cut off your leg.......Just saying.
Andrew, WE could cut off his leg...
Touche.
"I wear these brown orthopedic shoes
cause I got a bad case of the gout"
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