“I saw this dude, he was wearing a leather jacket, and at the same time he was eating a hamburger and drinking a glass of milk. I said to him “Dude, you’re a cow. The metamorphosis is complete. Don’t fall asleep or I’ll tip you over.”—Mitch Hedberg
My friend said to me, "I think the weather's trippy." I said, "No, man, it's not the weather that's trippy, perhaps it is the way that we perceive it that is indeed trippy." Then I thought, "Man, I should've just said, 'Yeah.'"
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Trodded outside in the backyard, barefoot with rolled up jeans ala Huck Finn. I soon realized that dry, broken land is a lot less forgiving than lush, green clumps of grass. Almost literally. It seems like my own backyard was out for vengeance after years of neglect, after letting it whither away and die like that. And it sent all of it’s reinforcements. Pine cones. Bramble. Just dry, rough grass (which is actually pretty painful, I’ve come to learn). I came inside and nursed my battle wounds, picking out all sorts of vegetation (or lack of) that I’ve never seen before.. and maybe even bits of shrapnel.
You win this time, backyard.
Yeah? Well at least you don’t squash a plum the size of a fist everytime you go outside barefoot.
I honestly wouldn’t go to a family doctor. They’ll just be like, “Yeah. Probably. So let’s get you checked in with a different doctor.” And then that could go on like a chain gang.
Try to find a specialist or a doctor that would actually know what they’re talking about.
If I wouldn’t have went on my own and found my doctor of bio-energetics, I’d still be bed-ridden because the doctors the family doctor was sending me to were giving me COMPLETELY irrelevant tests/medicine/etc.