Man. Nothing like a successful visit to the chiropractor. Doc managed to solve the crick in my neck despite being a finger shy of a full load, hands-wise — she slashed the bejaysis out of her left index finger the other day while chopping veggies for dinner and was sporting a big ol’ bandage on that digit when I turned up for my appointment today.
Five hours in the waiting room at the ER, a dozen or so stitches, no problem. She latches onto my melon like LeBron James grabbing a basketball and makes my neck go crack crack crack — yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.
You gotta play hurt.
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“Pain heals. Chicks dig scars. Glory… lasts forever.” 🙂