I just remembered my absolute favorite quote of all time….”my” as in “I
fostered the speech”, and not “GOD I LOVE FIGHT CLUB RAWRRRR.”
“Didn’t hurt.”
It’s difficult to describe, but every square millimeter
of that wound felt a lot like I was pouring boiling water onto my skin
drop by drop. Thank Allah for Advil and Nyquil! |
Way to tough it out, Mustache. |
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