Friday, February 8, 2008
Primo will be the death of me.
Ok, so just about daily, I have been doing something pretty dangerous. I ride the motoconchos around town, with out any protection or anything. But nothing has happened to me, it´s been perfectly safe. So today, I´m WALKING to the beach and boom, down I go. See, I blame Primo (actually, I blame a lot of things on Primo, but that´s for a later time). Flash back to New Years Eve, and Primo decides to tackle Katie when we are leaving Hamiltons. I was an innocent bystander, but of course Primo tackles Katie and they both fall into my left leg and I also go down. So, since then, my knee has hurt, nothing major, but pain if I tried to kneel on it and sometimes on the stairs. Today I´m walking down the path and I crash down on my knee. I get up with no grace whatsoever, brush off and limp down the path to where we get on the beach. My knee is bleeding, my ankle and palms are scraped. Now three hours later, I´m still limping. Tomorrow touring (walking) Santo Domingo is going to be interesting. I had a perfectly good knee until Primo. So if I come back with a permanent limp, look to Primo.
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"I" will not be the death of you, although, "I" may contribute...slowly...to the death of you. Good to hear "I'm" still on your mind. Take care of that knee, and watch out for local bath houses...and flooding bathrooms. Dont worry, we can eat Ramen together in retirement. I'll take the beef...or creamy chicken.
We'll see if you are actually the death of me. I think the longer I know you, the more likely it is that you will eventually kill me. I'm sure not on purpose, but just by being "Primo"
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