So last week my fibromyalgia, or polio, or body rabies, whatever I had, was making me feel like shit so like I always do in time of great physical pain, I searched my medicine cabinets and the bottom of my purses for some old expired meds I could take because going to the doctor is for pussies. [...]
I think I have stomach rabies. Or maybe it’s just gas. I don’t know, but belching makes it feel better. Never add two extra jalapenos when the recipe calls for one and then top it off with half a bag of Circus Peanuts for dessert. You’re just asking for stomach rabies. And while I was laying [...]
It’s summer here which means it is flip-flop weather, and by “flip-flop weather” I don’t mean wearing sandals and playing on a beach or going to cookouts with friends. No, what I mean is it’s hot as hell and humid and I literally want to smack the shit out of people with a flip-flop almost [...]
