Owie, owie, owie, owie, owie,owie,owie, owie,ouch, ow! Make it stop, make it stop, make it stop!
Seriously, I don't remember eating a live rabid porcupine with a chainsaw, so how the hell did it end up in my stomach?
Iam only able to type this now thanks to a copious amount of pain relief medication and since I have a very strick "thou shall not blog when high" rule, consider this a teaser just to let you know I still live and am still blogging. It is just the pain of the last few nights have prevented my accessing my wit.
Love ya G-d.
Excerpt from "the Book of Brad" coming soon to a bible near you.
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