It's one of the questions I've been saving for heaven.
How'd the dinosaurs die?
Why did you create mosquitoes?
Why do we have toenails?
As far as I can tell, they serve no real purpose.
Back on our epic trip through California I banged my toe off the rail of the surfboard I was frantically paddling to try and catch a wave. (It didn't really hurt that much, kind of like stubbing your toe on your way to the bathroom in the middle of the night.) The impact caused my toe to bleed under the nail, which at first was kind of cool but quickly made my nail look like it had gone goth. So I've proudly been sporting a black big toe for the past month or so.
About a week ago I noticed the nail had started to turn a shade of grey, and after further inspection I realized it was no longer attached underneath.
I wonder what it looks like under there?
I resisted the urge to pick at it, but as a new nail started to grow underneath it the dead nail began to loosen. Last night my nail finally lost its will to hang on and I got a glimpse of what exactly lurks under the nail.
So, enlighten me. Why do we have toenails?