Oh shits. I so needed that guffaw. Thanks for that.
See, this is what you get for feeding us your blog - take a rest from it, and stop running home to write for nimrods and down a few vicodins..I mean thats what I do after I write some of my own guile
I just watched Nancy Grace's breathless, teary-eyed round table discussion on those idiots in Houston who gave a toddler Exstacy, filmed it, and posted the footage on YouTube.And I thought, man, what a travesty.What a waste of a perfectly good hit of Exstacy....
Was the kid a little girl?If so, I'd like to know where you were when this happened.
Dude, you should probably clean your home more often. Seriously, maybe it was one of those "signs" that you were supposed to do this healing on your own in your own way.
I say this with the utmost admiration and as a sign of respect. . . . .it's called "growing up."
I must be a total wanker...I had and filled a 'scrip for Vicodin when I deftly used the back of my skull to stop my vertical progress after hitting an Evian bottle doing the Ocean Drive slalom. I took one and tossed the rest out...concussion felt worse on the meds.
Oh my goodness...I hate when I go unfilled. It leaves me with that "empty" feeling. Kinda like home sickness but worse.
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