post-cactus

In which I sprain my finger in the dumbest way possible.

post-cactus

Brother puts a bunch of bananas on the top of the fridge.

Now, this would be okay if we didn’t have a new fridge with a giant hinge thing.

I open the fridge, react to a bunch of bananas falling above me, and manage to get all of its weight onto my middle finger and mess it up.

Fuckin’ bananas.