I wasn’t around Bun Tooning last week because of the chronic, you know what I’m saying? And by chronic, I mean chronic and ongoing kidney stone problems. No details, I don’t want to bore you with the icky stuff, but it’s why I wasn’t here last week.
All real quotes. My wife overheard the comment in the bed next to mine in emergency last week. Apparently I was getting a little too detailed about my belief system while the universe took shots at my innards, and it put someone off that I wasn’t just saying “Ow!”.
I ended up in a semi-private room with a nice Catholic man named Rick who didn’t deserve the tsuris, so I learned to stay quiet about the Bible as the meds wore off. I can be good.
Fingers crossed, my doctors think I can be free of these things for the rest of my life in a couple of months. Then I’ll be reduced to only cursing bad movies and bad drivers, but I’ll keep those blasphemies to myself.
Ty the Guy OUT!
I know it’s because of SELMA BLOTTE (the Kidney Lady from Howard the Duck) that all this happened to me. I wrote her into ONE Howard story in a Civil War special, just a single panel cameo, for god’s sake, and she took it wrong.
I’m glad I never wrote a scene with Appendix Bursting Man or Lung Disease Boy (two of the lesser members of the Legion of Substitute Heroes), or I’d never be free of the hospital.