I'm not sure if all the toxins released by the downward dog dissolved my brain and caused it to drip surreptitiously out of my ear, but I'm recanting.
I need a hot compress. Or ice. Oh, who'm I kidding? I'm not a homeopathic kind of sufferer. Send the narcotics. Please. And some Grey Goose.
My Daughters’ Dad
2 hours ago
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Just Grey Goose? I can throw in some mixer, too. Feel better soon!
Would the DARE people be knocking on my door if I sent Lortab? Hmmm...
I totally need narcotics to. SO I CAN GET HIIIIGGGHHH.
Narcotics . . . . definitely a beautiful thing! ;)
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