Flesh Eating Disease? Nah! Boring!
Haha... being told you might have something that could possibly lead to 'Flesh Eating Disease,' isn't so fun when you're high.
My mom's like, "Your Dad's somethingerather got flesh eating disease and they had to cut off her leg and then part of her hip..." or something intense like that.
It's like "Are you paranoid--or are you trying to make me paranoid?"
...sounding all paranoid. lol
She's telling me to go to the walk in clinic to get this little rash on my right hand checkedout. I was like, "I will, but only because you want me to. This is going against what I stand for, but i'll do it for you." I got down there, walked in to the walk in clinic, and saw like 25 people packed into this little waiting room, which leads me to go, "Hmm... nah! Boring!" and so I left.
I told my mom if it still looks this bad tommorow after work, i'll go right to the clinic and get it checked out. Hopefully there won't be as many people. It's like, all these people with broken bones and whatnot, and then there's me, "Uhh... I have this rash on my hand. I need to the doctor to tell me i'm going to live." Fuckin' hell! I'm too stubborn for this bullshit...
P.S.
Think it's bad when Jack Daniels tastes like juice to you?
My mom's like, "Your Dad's somethingerather got flesh eating disease and they had to cut off her leg and then part of her hip..." or something intense like that.
It's like "Are you paranoid--or are you trying to make me paranoid?"
...sounding all paranoid. lol
She's telling me to go to the walk in clinic to get this little rash on my right hand checkedout. I was like, "I will, but only because you want me to. This is going against what I stand for, but i'll do it for you." I got down there, walked in to the walk in clinic, and saw like 25 people packed into this little waiting room, which leads me to go, "Hmm... nah! Boring!" and so I left.
I told my mom if it still looks this bad tommorow after work, i'll go right to the clinic and get it checked out. Hopefully there won't be as many people. It's like, all these people with broken bones and whatnot, and then there's me, "Uhh... I have this rash on my hand. I need to the doctor to tell me i'm going to live." Fuckin' hell! I'm too stubborn for this bullshit...
P.S.
Think it's bad when Jack Daniels tastes like juice to you?