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Lookeee what I found on my cell phone

Apparently my husband decided to take a cell pic with my camera right before the doc was about to plunge a rather large needle into my knee joint. I guess this is payback for all the pictures I've taken of him in unsettling medical circumstances.

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Yes, those are crocs on my feet. Stop laughing.

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  1. Vicus Scurra2:31 PM

    Mrs T. Please bear in mind that some of us do not wish the last thing to be seen before we retire for the night to be highly erotic photographs of a lady.
    It is all very well for those of you living in the libidinous North West to flaunt yourselves thus in public, but the rest of us are of a more conservative disposition. I doubt whether I will be able to concentrate on my Jane Austen tonight.

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  2. Unknown5:06 PM

    Wait until I show you my c-section scar! You think you can't sleep now. Ha.

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  3. Dave12:57 AM

    I was going to say something along the lines of Mr Scurra's comment. I won't bother now.

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  4. Unknown7:02 AM

    The sight of such an ugly leg just really does it for you? You boys across the water have hair triggers.

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  5. J and H Hunsaker1:30 PM

    Actually that is one nice looking leg roar!!!!!!!!

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  6. Unknown6:50 PM

    Heather?

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  7. Paige10:25 PM

    At least you matched your crocs to your socks!

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  8. Unknown11:02 PM

    I may have ghastly legs, but my sense of fashion remains intact. Some day hopefully I'll be able to exercise it again.

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  9. kelly7:00 AM

    gasp!
    crocs?!
    hmmm....

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  10. Unknown8:47 AM

    I know...what was I thinking.

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