I Hate Me, part 628,004
Guy comes in, he’s been in before a few times, kind of buzzed
Hey, how you doin’ tonight?
He stops looks slowly at me
NEVER…FELT…BETTER
well, that’s great.
Yeah, I’m 35 and my knee, like this (reaches down to his knee mimes throbbing pain)..my hip…my GROIN…MY FUCKING BALLSACK…killin’ me…I thought I had testosterone cancer ya know..so I go to a chiropractor, I don’t fuckin’ know, right? I tell him, my knees, my back, my balls, my hip. He says, I can take care a that…four fuckin’ treatments! and I’m great…He told me, you’re good, don’t come back for a month…fuckin’ chiropractors…he said it’s all in your fuckin’ back
One fuckin’ back at a time
Four.
Fuckin.
Treatments.
I call bullshit on this story, nobody’s that dumb ……. everyone knows if you got testosterone cancer, you go to the vet and the cut them off so you can’t have any more puppies ……
they cut them off, not the cut them off …… damn, why don’t they have edit buttons on here, I’m tired of proving I’m a bad spelling moron.