southsamurai

Not too bad.

But I was fucking around while trying to learn to ride a bike. Went too fast, hit a bump on a dirt road. Went over the handlebars, slid face first a few feet into a ditch.

Now, like I said, I wasn't badly injured. It was all just scrapes and bruises. But they were deep scrapes from my forehead all the way down one side of my face, then my chest and belly, plus along the inner side of my right arm from trying to stop myself.

Every scrape was filled with dirt and gravel, which had to be picked out. Then it all needed flushing out. So by the time it was all done I was high from endorphins and crying and screaming, looked like a shredder had beaten the shit out of me, and was both throbbing and burning along the entire scraped section.

Then I had to go to school like that lol.

Gotta be possum. That shit is musky

Man, I tell ya, working as plumber in this city is hard.

You're shoving yourself into and out of tight, wet places. Your tools take a real beating. And there's always someone riding you to get the job done.

And you get ridiculous calls unrelated to the job. Just this afternoon, some poor lady called from inside her dryer. She'd gotten "stuck" in there. I swear, early onset dementia like that is sad to see. Not only could she have gotten herself out, she kept calling me step-brother!

Which was almost as bad as this one lady right before I got done for the day. Calls from under a bed, and my boss sends me out! I said, "dammit, Jim I'm a plumber not a search and rescue team."

Anyways, I get there and she's all wanting me to shove her deeper, and harder. I'm thinking, lady, you gotta be nuts, if I go any harder, I'm throwing my back out. And I'm not your damn stepson.

But you know me, I ain't leaving until the pipe is laid. I go at it like there's no tomorrow. By the end of it, we're both sweaty and sticky, and she's just dripping.

I tell ya, this job ain't for wimps. You gotta be able to handle anything that comes at you. You gotta be able to shove the pipe into some dirty, nasty holes and bang around all damn day long.

Msr Renard looking fine

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That's my strategy too

Look everyone has tried it, ain't so shame in the self suck game

I dunno, Beatles in either the white album or Sgt pepper era would be amazing.

Specific performance, the nirvana mtv unplugged might be a better option.

Then again, there's a dozen performances at Woodstock that were nuts. Hendrix at that show? Fuck me, that's a peak music experience.

I dunno man, this one is hard.

Fuck! Robert Johnson! Any performance ever. The recordings from back then are not the best possible audio, and you know that man could tear up a room. That's my final answer.

Leverage, in specific the "redemption" phase.

It's cheesy as hell most of the time, but it satisfies that escapist itch rather well

I Think you misposted homie. This is the far side community. Mind you, this one has that absurdist vibe the far side often uses, so maybe it was intentional

To take me away haha (hehe)

I love that the typo of eek in there works just as well as the eke intended. Sometimes autocorrect can be entertaining