Luckily, the instructor declared my problem to be due to knee pain, and allowed me to move the thing to a table where I could stand up and bend over it. She would have been well within her rights to refuse to give me the certification this time around.
Sometimes like attracts like, you know? Her good heart saw yours.
Hey, Torque. Sorry to hear it.
Gives me a reason to crack open a bottle of wine...
She's not evil. She's Super Porny Pants!
No Tequila = Evil... stupid cultural affinity to Tequila
It's like Cass.
She simultaneously
adores
and
is allergic to
Avocados.
God invented Benadryl just for her.
Too bad there is no alcohol equivalent. You could try salt!
Hi Sean! Consider me hugging you right this second.