Thursday, November 06, 2008

tastes like the letter Z

If wisdom is knowledge rightly applied, I freely admit to a lack thereof.

I took an antibiotic for a persisting illness and kept on forgetting to sugarcoat it. - I don't know what this stuff was made of, but I imagine it tasted the way fermented uranium would.

I'm all better though, so it worked, but every time I took this stuff the pill lodged in my throat and the taste stuck around the back of my mouth.

I guess that's why they call it medicine.

My barber told me that the cause of all sickness is an imbalance of water in our systems. He may be onto something, but I think it's a tad more complex than that.

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