I know no-one clumsier than me, and in the past two weeks, I've out-clumsied even myself. Exhaustion has played Clumsy's wing-man, setting him up for fun and games with me. In these two weeks, I have: stepped on my own toes while dancing (sober); banged my shins against the side of my desk; painfully pinched my fingers; slipped with a knife
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