Skimp On The Limp Makes You A Wimp

(I am a 28-year-old female. I visit my parents one weekend.)

Dad: “Why are you limping?”

Me: “I broke my pinky toe, so it is hard to walk.”

Dad: “Well, just walk it off and stop being a wimp about it!”

Me: “Yeah, dad. That’s what I am trying to do…hence the limp.”