Bottoms of trousers rolled? Check. Dare to eat a peach? Check. Walk upon beach? Check. Mermaids singing, each to each? Check.

[Originally published at the now defunct group blog explananda.com]

Fucking hell, my hip hurts. Again. And I’m only 33. What’s up with that?

Update: And don’t you dare tell me to stretch after I exercise! I hate stretching! Grumblegrumbleyoukidsgetoffamylawngrumblegrumble.

Comments

Author: Spaz
Date: 2006-10-24

Oh sure and you criticized my hip injury! It was a syndrome! A real syndrome! And now who’s all crying like a baby!

Author: Chris
Date: 2006-10-24

I’m convinced you faked that injury so that your insurance would cover 12 months of inner thigh massage.

Author: Spaz
Date: 2006-10-24

I catagorically deny that accusation!!!! Snapping Hip Syndrome is a serious medical ailment! Anyway, my insurance covers me for therapeutic (go to the Dr. and get a prescription for massage for a sore neck) massage from any registered massage therapist. Don’t you wish you had comprehensive health care?

Author: Chris
Date: 2006-10-24

Four exclamation marks? You protest too much.