Motherfucker, I think I ate like a square inch of aluminum with that Chipotle burrito just now. I can’t like, anything maaan.
Apparently I got bone spurs too. Got one foot in a boot. My department manager says “You gonna get those things removed?” and I’m like, “Why would I wanna do that?” If frogs can erupt their bone spurs for intraspecific combat, so can I.
Just… fuck it, man. Fuck it.