dave
frowny thumb

I broke my thumb, and now I have been given a cast to wear for the next 4 weeks. The cast is probably a good idea, but I am annoyed. I am reminded of this classic (if racist) comedy bit:

I have been walking around the house shouting "Not the craw, the CRAW!!!" as I struggle to do things like open mayonaise jars or button my pants.

For many years I assumed it was from Kentucky Fried Movie, but it's (obviously) from Get Smart.