Curse you, frontal lobe!
Dear Brain:
What the fuck was that? You know what I’m talking about; that three day cascade of extremely abnormal migraines you just barfed out there. I know you’re trying to get out of work, but when have I given you any actual work this month? We were having fun, hanging out, making comics, actually reading some books… and then you go and decide we don’t need the a sense of balance, or the ability to move anything below the neck, or rcognize obscure symbols, like the letters of the language you’ve been using your whole entire life. Haha! Funny!
Do it again, and I will make you watch televised sport fishing.
What the fuck was that? You know what I’m talking about; that three day cascade of extremely abnormal migraines you just barfed out there. I know you’re trying to get out of work, but when have I given you any actual work this month? We were having fun, hanging out, making comics, actually reading some books… and then you go and decide we don’t need the a sense of balance, or the ability to move anything below the neck, or rcognize obscure symbols, like the letters of the language you’ve been using your whole entire life. Haha! Funny!
Do it again, and I will make you watch televised sport fishing.