That’s right, count ‘em. I now have six toes. The doctor had to take the four little toes on my right foot, meaning I will have to return to work. Why couldn’t he just take all of it? I mean, no beautiful women who don’t desire marriage is gonna come my way because of that hideous thing. Hopefully this will heal up quickly so I can get out of here and so Jamie can stop going to McDonald’s every day because the hospital food is so terrible.