Concerned reader Sally of next door writes:
"Hey, I've been reading about your head injury. Are you healing well? Gee, that's awful."
I am fine, thank you, except every time I blink, I see spots.
Um, wait. That's just me.
I'm gonna need more Porcelana Fade Cream.
Or, perhaps, clothing.
The gash healed fast. I was extremely lucky. No one made me shave my luxurious mane.
(Conditioner, Tuesdays at seven.)
The amount of Mikey blood was more alarming to me than anything else. I thought I was a goner on my way to Hell.
Fortunately, I was wrong. I'll only be relocating to:
Elite Seating, Row 6
470 State Hwy 248
Branson, MO 65616
Please update your address books.
Oh, and repent.
Now!
Now? Really, man, just let me finish my coffee and I'll repent. Wait, I'll finish the coffee, kill a couple homeless men, and then repent. I need to get that done before Monday.
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