Posts Tagged ‘ Pharmacy

The Candiderm and its woman…

Look, I’m not one to go around saying nasty things about bleached women. I respect women that can go skinny dipping in chemical substances with the hopes that they will come out of the experience anew… I just think it would be better if said individuals spoke the English language a little better than a kid that has just discovered his or her vocal faculties and is experimenting with stringing words along. It would also be pretty nice if, once in a while, they did not smell like they’d fallen into a vat of very cheap perfume, reeking of a scent so strong, guys that empty cesspools would prefer to stay in their present environs than walk within a 50 mile radius of said individual. That said, I think what I encountered was a typical grade a anatomical sales associate… a slut if you will.

So here’s how it all began… Read more

Another sick note…

So I had a cough and cold the other day… well to be perfectly honest it was over a series of days. I don’t know where this stuff comes from, but when it arrives it puts me down so bad. I can’t do a thing in that state. Except wallow.

I do a lot of wallowing at this point and then the hypochondria kicks in. I figure I have one of three thousand diseases or their close relatives and I have a sense of dread so bad.

It’s usually around this time that I go to the pharmacy and then ask them to hook me up.

Given the ridiculous number of times I’ve been to the pharmacy (and repeat viewings of House), I have a knack for prescribing my own drugs. Read more