On my feet again
It's good to be on my feet again. That hospital food is horrible when that's your only option for 3 weeks straight. I did, however, get an overcooked steak on my last day. My doctor says the temporary blackouts will start to decrease over the next year (so I've got that going for me). One thing that I am able to take away from this whole experience is this: Don't mouth off to a bunch of drunk (football player looking) guys when you have the physique of a toothpick. I hope they get caught soon, maybe I'll sleep better then. That's all for now.
4 comments:
listen up skinny man! If I ever find out where you live I am going to beat the crap out of you! Don't ever talk to me like that again wussieboy!
Watch your back...
Sincerly,
Runningback #36
WTF! You can't just drop a bomb like that and not explain yourself! What happened? This is the first thing we've seen from u since April. Are u ok? Do we need to go kick ass?
Welcome back to the world of the living! I'm sure that the twins are happy that Daddy's able to walk again.
Seriously, what the hell happened to you? Do you need me to go kick someone's ass? You have three weeks before I move...so you have to let me know soon!
Glad to hear you are ok...sorry you were hurt!
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