I really don’t see what all the fuss is about.
Yeah, I’m sure it’s going to take her a while to adjust to the whole “not having feet” thing, but clearly the girl enjoyed going on the rides at amusement parks, right? And thanks to the accident, from now on she’ll get to skip all the lines.
Sure, she might have difficulty making the height requirement, but that’s nothing a booster seat couldn’t fix.
But that’s just me, I suppose… you know, Mr. Positive, living in a world of sunshine and bunny rabbits and rainbows, always looking on the bright side of things.
You could learn a thing or two.
I'd consider losing my feet for never having to work again. It's not like they're great feet or anything.
I'm going to Busch Gardens next week. If I lose my feet, I won't have to be the designated driver for the ride home.
If only more people in the world had your kind of optimistic outlook on life. Why aren't you an Ambassador of Goodwill yet?
i buy my clothes new.