Friday, August 19, 2011

An Open Letter to My Vicodin

If you can't tell from the title, they're just now starting to work.

Dear Satan's Analgesic,

I don't believe in Hell or the Devil - but you come pretty damn close to being either or both.  You make  me feel dependent on you after only a few days use, and then make me feel sick, like going-through-withdrawal-sick.  You're evil and should be avoided at almost all costs.

That said, please hurry up and work faster.  My back is fucking killing me, and I really need your pain-killing magic and your very enjoyable interaction with horticulture!  Nap-time awaits; so please do your thing.

Sincerely,
G

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