Dr. Feelgood
So yesterday afternoon while I was high as a kite in the dentist chair, I composed the greatest post ever in my head.
Unfortunately, after the nitrous wore off, can't remember a single word of it...but trust me, it was freakin' hilarious.
Or at least it was while I was trippin' balls on the happy gas.
Unfortunately, after the nitrous wore off, can't remember a single word of it...but trust me, it was freakin' hilarious.
Or at least it was while I was trippin' balls on the happy gas.
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How incredibly odd. I was juiced out of my mind yesterday as well. It's like we were separated at birth or something!
I didn't have the happy gas though. Instead, I was dosed to the gills on fentanyl. I vaguely remember Liz taking notes about something while I was in the recovery room, but I have no idea what. I wonder if I was saying something hilarious and she was writing it down?
She better not blog about it if I was, cause that should rightfully be Tim Material!
perhaps you were laughing at how horrible the chiefs are going to be this year?
Tim: fentanyl? Damn, you were loopy!!
Carl: Low blow, sweetheart. Very low blow. I'm sure you know the Chiefs and Jets play on NY Eve...I smell a wager coming on...
Shoot! Girl, you MUST remember these hilarious things! Some of us are living vicariously through you! haha
sorry...that was a cheap shot. but i felt it was appropriate with the start of the season upon us!
Sweetheart: If you're living vicariously through me, you really must get a life. :)
Spacks: You are forgiven, my dear. It only hurt so much because I fear it might be true.
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