Random thoughts from a largely-useless man.
Old radio shows, old movies, the simple life.
Sadly, I have thought about that since I was very young. Once, when going to the mailbox with Grandpa, he told me about Grandma Green's toenails and I have been haunted by that image ever since. Probably because I've always had thick big toenails.
There is medicine for it, but I just use a large emery board. Grandpa Green used to get Evan to use a horse hoof rasp on his.
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