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You ever get that feeling that some thing's out of place? Like when there's a tiny grain of sand stuck in your shoe right under your little toe -- it doesn't hurt, but you can feel it just barely enough that it bothers you every time you think about it. And you just can't stop thinking about it.

I'm sure you've all felt that way. Right?

Now imagine that you take off your shoe and clean it out, but you can still feel the grain of sand. So you change your socks, wash your feet, use different shoes, go barefoot. At some point the grain of sand is gone -- it might've been when you cleaned out the first shoe or when you decided to go barefoot or any time in between. But you can still feel it. No matter where you go, what you do, how much you try to ignore it, you can still feel that damn piece of sand under your toe.

You start screaming, you start crying, you hit things, you scrub your foot until the callouses are gone and your flesh shines through new and you're finally exhausted enough to just fall asleep, hoping you won't feel the sand under your toe when you awaken.

And you don't. You wake up feeling great. You get up and get dressed. You've forgotten all about that boulder under your toe. Eventually you end up going outside and the first pebble you step on reminds you of the grain of sand and you can feel it again like it's been there with you all along.

And so you do the only thing you could do in a situation like this --

YOU CUT OFF THE FUCKING FOOT!

G'night. ;-)