Still ****ing hurts. The pain is shooting up my leg. Might have ****ed up my knee, too.
****ing chair. What the hell. I walk around my ****ing furniture every ****ing day, and it just decides to turn on me? There has to be foul play here, I mean. Someone, either alive or dead, moved that chair a tad just so that would happen and that person is probably laughing their ass off.
Well, I hope that was funny. Because if it deforms, I'm going to be pissed for I have no Health Insurance.