Goodbye, Mystique

Okay, fine, since you ASKED.

My little toes have a weird…for lack of a better phrase, a keel on the underside. Both sides come down and join at about a 45-degree angle at the bottom, like a tiny little boat with a toenail.

Deeply confused by this, the skin on this weird little point grows…out. It’s not sure if it wants to be a callus or not, but I get pointy skin. It’s not very big, but it’s rather thick and very definitely dead, so for lack of a better option, I trim this weird little fin whenever I’m clipping my toenails, which I do like a normal human, since having velociraptor-like talons which can disembowel your enemies with one kick is hard on socks.

There. That’s all I got. If there is any mystique remaining whatsoever, I have no idea how to banish it, and you’ll just have to get over it on your own.

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.