I’m going to go to a chiropractor. They can cure anything.
I jest, but I mean no insult to the chiropractic industry.
It was just a funny.
I have opted for radiation. I go in next Thursday for my
mapping. That’s where they make this amazing mold of my body (trust me it will
be destroyed after I am done) and give me more tattoos. I am going to look so
damn bad with eight tattoos. I will fit in with the biker crowd like there is
no tomorrow.
Great, now the Hood River Chiropractic Society is marching up
my driveway with torches and pitchforks. They really are pissed off at my joke.
Excuse me, I have to save the cats!
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