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Oh Shit.
I'm currently enjoying an extended visit from my old friend Rhea. DIAR-Rhea! She arrived Friday and naturally I expected her to be gone by now. Kind of overstaying her welcome.
I definitely have some sort of virus, I've stopped eating altogether and still it's like there's a garden hose in there.
Complicating matters is the fact that in throwing myself on the toilet (in the nick of time) late last night, I sat on my balls. There's a pain that doesn't soon go away.
I guess you could say things are looking pretty good over here at Walsh Manor!
On the plus side, I've lost 13 pounds. I should probably go to a doctor.
Oh right, no insurance. Well, it'll stop eventually. Right?
Oh God. I'll be right back.
I sat on my balls once at a baseball game. Not good.
Has there been a fluid from your body that you haven't mentioned yet?
Snot doesn't get much play. Snot and bile.
How do you sit on your balls? I'm curious.
I've got a two week expose on snot coming up in early October.
Might I suggest these titles for you expose--
"Snot: The Mystery Mucus", "Making the Green", "Digging Deep: The
Disturbing Differences Between Snot and Boogies". or "How Green Was My
Booger?" if you want a more literary slant.