God bless drugs.

I can walk again, yay!

Note to young hotties holding doors for guys in sevre pain, the response they last want to hear in reply to them telling you whats wrong is “Oh my dad has that!”

Its always polite to let the target get airborne before you shoot it down and there is such a thing as a dispropotionate weight of fire.

Thankyouthatisall.

8 Responses to “God bless drugs.”

  1. Alisa Says:

    LOL!

  2. Alisa Says:

    Glad you feel better, BTW :-)

  3. Murray Says:

    Feeling better?

    Did you read that post? Crashed and burned would have been a step UP.

  4. Alisa Says:

    Well, you can walk, can’t you? I can’t sit, and sometimes can’t walk either. Or stand. Or…never mind. Glad you feel better:-O

  5. Old Fat Sailor Says:

    We are starting to sound like a bunch of AKs (old farts) in line at the grocery-whats my ailement whats my pill(s), Oi!

  6. Alisa Says:

    Yep. Depressing, innit.

  7. Murray Says:

    Wait till we start “having a fall”.

    When you’re young you fall down, when you’re ready for Florida you “have a fall”. Sort of like a coming out with an ambulance.

  8. Alisa Says:

    I’ve already lived in Florida - does it put me in the “beyond having a fall” category? Sigh.

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