I am in need of a laugh, but my guessing is that if I had one Id be dead trying. This morning at 4am I did something to my back thats making me cry like a little bitch with a skint knee. I knew I was tempting fate when I joked about sculliosis and waiting to long for a bus yesterday. Im thinking of pain relief prescribed by Doctor Bob Marley thats if the diffene does not kick in and the Nocturnal Dorsal elves refrain from booting the shite out of me....
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