…she’s makin’ it worse.
Aw, man. You were doing so well.
No, I wasn’t.
Yeah, okay. Leg again?
Fucker’s not a team player.
Did you at least try an alternative?
You think I should’ve asked for vicodin instead of percs?
No. Like hot baths or meditation or exercise or OTC analgesics.
Ahhh. That worked yesterday. Today, it feels like someone is peeling my femur like a banana. Advil won’t do it.
Well, at least follow the dosing instructions.
I am. “Take 1 handful every six hours.”
That’s not what it says.
Beg to differ.
Goddamned dope fiend.
Nah. I’m a warrior on a journey of healing. Gonna keep on keeping on, muchacho. Ain’t nothin’–
Please don’t.
–gonna break-a my stride. Ain’t nothin’ gonna slow me down.
Oh, no?
Oh, no! I gotta keep on etc., etc.
At least post the original Bo Diddley version of the tune. Provide some value to the Enthusiasts.
Done.
so very very shitty. i hope the pain recedes. well i HOPE it disappears.