ever get a little twinge in the upper part of yer back, near the scapula? and the best thing to do would be to take it easy and pop a few painkillers?
of course, not all of us take that path. noooo. some of us decide to try to stretch it out any way possible...with some drugs...AND alcohol...only to suffer later because (afterwards) that wee twinge of a minor muscular strain has turned into a hot knife digging into yer back.
yeah... well, you know i'd raise my hand if it didn't cause me to convulse into a rapturous seizure.
but hey, meester aggressive back fixer is still able to blog, even if he can't see straight. argh.
it's 1:09 AM, do you know where yer narcotics are?
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The blog of an underachievin' archaeologist who would rather be your tour guide than get sick from mummy dust again...or duck lightning bolts...or get spider bites.
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