amphibian, on Apr 26 2009, 12:09 AM, said:
Four weeks is the norm for cracked ribs I've seen with my friends and family before they're mostly back to where they were.
Dang man, how you gonna do that if breathing hurts? Milk it for all it's worth though - free booze, food, waiting on you etc.
Yeah there is a certain beautiful young lady friend of mine who has been round mine the last couple of days, cooking for me and she cleaned my kitchen today! I offered to help but she told me to sit down. I sat with a cup of tea and watched F1 & Snooker, it was awesome. My friend suggested that I try and get a doctor to sign some kind of disability thing so I can get a disabled pass in Alton Towers and cue jump.
teholbeddict said:
Well that'll teach you to be vain! I hope it was worth the agony for a few pics! One would have thought you might at least have begun to wonder by that point why the pain hadn't gone away! But noooo you were too busy being a malazanite super model!
There is something you need to know about me. I never learn my lesson when it comes to being vain! I mean I cracked my ribs because I was showing off. I broke my arm once on a bike because I wanted to do a bigger jump than everyone else. (I landed on my arm, and it snapped clean. Then the bike landed on me.)
Plus I don't like to complain about stuff, so any pain that was there I just shrugged off and drank beer to numb it.
Sombra said:
I blame the chops for throwing out your streamlining. And the love handles, of course.
Blasphemy! The chops bring nothing but joy!!
Sombra said:
You have to get back into training to resume your previous awesome.
Nah, I'm naturally gifted, me.
Sombra said:
You should continue to avoid the corpses and the dresses though. One day at a time and all that.
I have no idea what you are talking about. Tiste Simeon and all it's parent and affiliate companies denies all knowledge of anything to do with necrophillia or cross dressing...
Sombra said:
Get well soon. July at latest.
You clown.
Cheers,
La Sombra, motivational speaker
I can feel teh luff...