Yeah, I hate 'me, too.Got to play hookie today, though.Two Doctor's appointments, and a (UGH!) treadmill test.
Well at least you didn't go out and have a roast beef sandwich for lunch and end up eatin half your bottom lip before you noticed all the blood in the plate like I did once.... that shit took forever to heal,fuck!
My wife always insisted on a Hardees burger after said procedures. It was intriguing to watch how much she could actually get in her mouth and truly consume. That is putting it politely.
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