Curses and swearwords!
It’s official. I can NOT count to twenty.
I also cannot understand simple directions.
It seems I’m incapable of performing the most menial and simple of tasks without falling on my face.
Sometimes literally. Ouch!
How many times in one day can one person say, “I messed up, I’m sorry”?
The count goes on… erroneously….
Since I can not count to twenty, I won’t really be able to keep an accurate count, will I?
Calgon, take me away!
“I fancy somewhere sunny.”