Sunday, October 31, 2010

Doctor, Doctor

...gimme the news
I got a
bad case of Bodfish blues...


Ex Doper Scum said...

Furst to mention how professional that medical establishment appears.

Ah, to enjoy the lung wracking carnage of hitting a bong again.

On the bright side - if and when I ever get to retire....growing my own will be legal!

I'm pretty decent at growing stuff. Even stuff not associated with my body.

Curse you D for your recent furstiness mania!

D said...

I would heave been furst here too, but I was standing in line for some of the good medical stuff.

Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.

-Hunter S. Thompson

Dedicated to the other side of Las Vegas, namely; the sprawling, mad, incoherent underpinnings of the world's favorite destination.

That, and the occasional ranting about nothing in particular.