Purple ass icon is appropriate

So after a good amount of Sunday night grown up fun, I rolled over onto my stomach to catch my breath, and heard Kittyboy go "Holy shit," behind me.

Apparently (I haven't checked this out in a mirror yet) I've got a fist-wide stripe of purple bruising across my ass from Wednesday night's shenanigans. This doesn't surprise me too much, as it still hurts if you grab me in a a couple spots... as Kittyboy is far too fond of exploiting.

Well. It seems I've underestimated exactly what I can take from a beating. And here I was thinking I was being a wuss the other night. O_o

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I finally got a look at my ass tonight.

Yeah.... those are impressive!

Note to self, pick up some arnica next time I'm at Whole Foods...