After a successful Collegiate 4-H meeting, we were traipsing merrily back to Sandy’s car while she described the “utter ass-ness” of her leg.
See, last spring Sandy kinda messed up the muscles around her knee. Since then she’s been a difficult patient for herself, ’cause she’s been reluctantly (ha! To put it mildly!) abstaining from her usual exertions. Y’know, soccer and running and wild nights on the town. Sandy is also known for her … um … exuberant displays of hyperactivity and frustration.
With that as your context, I give you this priceless moment in the history of Sinandy:
“My leg is angry with me. It’s like, me, but all in my leg!”