Becky - Lori's sister

Alright, I'm going to tell you the real story of my broken leg, damn it!

So's anyways.....I've cooked the potatoes...I ran out to my car to get my antique strainer I had purchased at the flee market that day with Lori (that's where I got the damned strainer). How could Lori have forgotten my great find that day, I don't know. My heal caught the end of the last stair and down I went. I jumped up as fast as I could and looked around to see if anyone saw (ya know, like you do when you do a graceful move like that, and had a hard time trying to stand. I tried to get to my car and realized I couldn't. I made it back in the house and got one hell of a head rush. Told everyone I fell. My ex brother-in-law Mike (that son of a bitch) said, "Well, I don't have to rake my yard, you have the leaves on your sweater". He did not belive anything was wrong with my leg. It didn't hurt, it was numb. (I say all of this with love). By the time I got back in the house Mike had already strained the potatoes and it was all done in vain.

When I found out I broke my leg, I called and told them, " You son of bitches, I broke my leg!" I had to make them feel the guilt.

Sorry I use son of bitches so much. These are my words. Lori's words are "cock suckers", and our sister Crystal's word is bastards. This is when we are in a bitch fest talking about our men. We cuss like truck drivers in our family. Fuck, fuck, fuckity fuck.

Well, that's the real story! Lori wasn't even there! Just kiddin'.