it's true

Yes, the rumors are true, I sprained both my ankles last Sunday. Somebody (not mentioning any names, of course, but his last name starts with 'n' and rhymes with 'obel') left a stack of two-by-ten boards perched precariously beside one another and then asked me to move them into his truck. Being the submissive type (cough, cough) I picked the first one up, not realizing that all the others were resting against the one I moved. Down they came, crushing my unsuspecting size-five feet. Thus my once-dainty ankles (again, cough, cough) were afflicted with "multiple contusions, bruised bones, bad sprains, and a possible fracture", or so the doctor said. Looks like lawn games are out for me this week.