What's wrong with me.
First the custody stuff
Then memories of my dog killing my other dog
Then the knee stuff
Now I broke my nose because I'm an idiot...
I was chasing Catfish (My uncle's new pug) on the playground, as we had brought my younger cousins there.
I saw the two poles.
I didn't see the bar as I tried to run through.
Now it hurts.
What's worse?
People think that my dad hit me.
Why?
Because my brothers and I switched custody because they made false claims of abuse.
But I guess, who's going to believe me.
"I chased a pug named Catfish, and ran into a bar"
Seems legit... not...
At least I can make a, "So, a *my name* walks into a bar..." jokes...