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. . . he wasn't really one for going to the doctor," the spokesman said.
There's a problem with that? If you go to the doctor for every ache and pain and pretty soon they find something wrong with you.
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | August 24, 2010 at 03:25 PM
♪ Shot thru the head
But who's to blame?
You give stupid
A bad name.
Posted by: trustf8 | August 24, 2010 at 03:45 PM
It's just a flesh wound!
Posted by: Siouxie | August 24, 2010 at 03:47 PM
I've never been THAT drunk. Just sayin'
Posted by: Coconuts | August 24, 2010 at 04:01 PM
yeah i spose you hold yer pinky out when you hoist yer glass too...
Posted by: mudstuffin | August 24, 2010 at 04:15 PM
You mean blackouts are not normal ??
Posted by: telecomdropout | August 24, 2010 at 05:30 PM
Sounds like just another night at most bars in Houston, just saying.
Posted by: Annie in Texas | August 24, 2010 at 05:34 PM
IIRC, something similar happened to a photographer on the East Coast (New York City?) a few years ago. He was in the hospital being examined for another illness and the docs found a .38 slug in his brain.
As best as the patient and the cops could figure out - or so I recall from the story I read - he'd apparently acquired the bullet while covering a labor protest about twenty-five years before. The victim thought he'd been hit in the head with a brick at the time; the emergency-room doc who treated him afterwards, not realizing there was much more to the story, gave him a tetanus shot, a couple of stitches and a Band-aid and sent him home...
Posted by: Wes S. | August 24, 2010 at 07:49 PM
Nah, mud, not a pinky waver..... but come to think of it, I did once fall asleep on the dining room table after a couple of martinis
Posted by: Coconuts | August 24, 2010 at 11:32 PM
Huh? Mr. Nike needs to be examined for brain bullets.
Posted by: Loudmouth | August 25, 2010 at 08:10 AM