Oh, hardee har har

The other day I had myself a doofy little accident that involved me basically falling on my ass for no good reason at all being attacked by ninjas and thrown to the ground. X-rays indicate no fracture, just a bone bruise, so today I took the day off work since my pain meds are incompatible with debugging Java.

While I was snoozing, the wife leaves a message on the machine: "How's your bum'n'nem?"

Ha ha. It is to laugh.

[For my readers from America and other foreign lands, "mama'n'em" is local vernacular for "your immediate family", as in "how's your mama'n'em?" or "how much water they get by your mama'n'em's in the storm?"]

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Well, how IS it?

The "an'em" can refer to the twig & berries, ya know...

The meat and two veg are as perky as ever.

The bone bruise, on the other hand, is now a demanding pillhead.

Mom'n'em is jest fahn, Ray. Thanks for askin' :D

How're you doing? And how're your bone(r)s feeling?

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