Whoa Who Broke My Toe?

Methinks 'twas you. Toes don't break themselves. Even my toes, who might want to mutiny against my feet. For some reason unbeknownst to the rest of my appendages. Obviously. Do you wonder how many eyes have seen this before yours? Do you ever think that I'm writing this as you read it? That it didn't exist until you read it? You can only assume it did. My toe hurt one morning. It didn't hurt the night before. Are there toe gnomes under my blankets, patiently waiting until such a time that they can break it completely off? That would get you off the hook.