A Story

Some of you may have noticed that I haven't been writing much as of late. Why? Well, I'll tell you. And to keep with the theme of me not writing much, I will tell you in drawings.

It all started last Friday when I fell in the bathroom, because I'm a big fat idiot.

I landed on my back, and it hurt.

So, I got some painkillers and I popped them.But these painkillers upset my stomach and make me barf.

(I have really good aim.)

I was in a bit of a pickle. Either my back could hurt me and my stomach would feel fine, or my back would be fine and I'd be all Barfy, like the dog in Family Circus.

So, I called up an old freind, the wisest man I know.

And he told me...

So, if you need me, I'll be in bed, drinking white soda and watching Head of the Class.

The End.

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well that was goddamn ridic-ah-luz.

get better i guess?
At least you're not watching Growing Pains.
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I caught a Growing Pains / Full House mash the other night on Nick at Nite. Mikey Seaver stopped by the Tanner's house. My head nearly exploded.
Why don't you have any eyebrows?
Because I'm sick, jerk. Weren't you paying attention?
It looks a bit like the toilet is throwing up at you--and you're surprised by it.

Jello is good mixed with plain yogurt.
In Soviet Russia, Toilet pukes on you!
Fucking. Hilarious.

My word verification is "shvgoz"

There's a ruptured hemorrhoid joke in there somewhere.

In there somewhere.

I'm slap happy.
I had to look up the spelling of hemorrhoid and found it here.

Insert anal retentive joke.

Insert. Heh heh.

Damn, I gotta stop drinkin'.
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