Compacted Discs.


Good thing I got me some health insurance.  Unlike the rest of my neighborhood.  Buncha TennCare leeches.

Monday at the gym I apparently herniated, smashed, popped, crushed,
whatever a disc in my lower back.  I went yesterday to the local
Quack-in-the-Box for a fist full of prescriptions.   So now
I’m a cripple.  I get all the good parking spaces.  I get to
tool around Kroger in the George Costanza scooter.  I get to lay
on my ass all day and have people wait on me hand and foot.  I get
to walk around with a goofy Lord of the Rings looking walking
stick.  The only way I could be luckier is if I had no back injury


3 Responses to “Compacted Discs.”

  1. Steve Riley Says:

    Hey Gandalf,Good thing you’re a business-owning, oppressor of the workingman, so you can afford to loaf around imitating Tolkien characters.

  2. sgazzetti Says:

    Yes, but are you a weed in Hitler’s bunker?

  3. Sarcastro Says:

    I may smoke some weed in Hitler’s bunker.

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