 A curse...
...on anyone who continues to revive this awful thread. Honestly, I feel as though it's 1958 and Father Kaminski keeps popping out of his grave to tell me I'm going straight to hell for having a hot dog on a Friday. (And holy ♥♥♥♥♥ did they actually bring that old chestnut back, or could our little non/neo-catholic be reading an outdated instruction manual? Ah, the magic of adjustable infallibility.)
You have been warned. Toe fungus is not pretty.
(just feelin' a little silly this morning...don't worry, I realize this is an essentially humorless forum - I'm just such a rebel...) |