Offending Foot

Well I've been off for all of 6 hours and already I want to go back to work, if it wasn't for the fact that Sophie told everyone (well she only told one person, but the person she told might as well have had a bull horn) about what happened. She said she was only doing it so that it would spice up my life a little. So then I got the obligatory phone call from work rubbing it in my face about what had happened. Only the kids had gone from 12 to 8 years old and they were all girls and . . . Anyway here is a picture of the offending foot.


The foot is definitely bad enough that I wouldn't be able to push a tractor up a hill. Especially not a tractor full of gas.