I received yet another kick to the crotch today. As a result, I'm not really feeling very talkative.
I was running some errands and decided to take the highway to get to my next destination. I was almost at the edge of the city limits. I had to take the off ramp. More than once I thought of just ignoring it. I wondered what it would be like if I just kept driving. Fortunately, I happened to look at my fuel gauge. I wouldn't have made it far on less than a quarter tank. Plus, I'm really not up to being charged with auto theft. At least that's a kick in the crotch I can avoid.
That's the kind of day it's been. I hope you'll forgive me this lack of post, humour and optimism. I hope the picture of the guy getting kicked in the nads at least provided a bit of a chuckle. I cringed then chuckled using my inside voice.