I have a bum foot. I fucked it up blahblahblah. The bones are fucked blahblah.
Step dad was sending me some great texts in the thick of it. Unfortunately I cleaned out my text message in/outbox. I will try and remember. One said something like.
"Pray it better, no go to doctor."
Here are some new ones.
"Do u have tax file?"
"sup clucky chicken?"