After they cut a four inch hole in your side, rearrange your guts and send you home the same day, the sweet nurse who swears "you'll be up and a bout in two days" is a lying whore.
Sorry, that's the percoset talking. Anyway, I'll be off another day or two, then address the manager vs, agent question, some rewrite advice, and hopefully have some cool comic news for you.
In the meantime, peruse the links. Check out Latigo Flint in particular, all his archives. Genius-ity.
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Ack. Hope you feel better soon.
You were trying to lift that bed of vaginas weren't you? Or maybe that studio cash you richly deserve..?
Feel better. Ice packs help. So does standing up straight and walking the hallway.
Get better soon, dude.
-Eugene S. (also a lying whore)
I swear to Zeus, I thought at first you were talking about Starbuck on Battlestar Galactica.
See, things could still be worse. At least you didn't have to get impregnated with a toaster baby and then stab your lying whore nurse with the shard of a broken mirror.
This should split those stitches right open:
http://tinyurl.com/7hmem
Linky and rage!
Best,
-R
Ach. Think of it as a stepping stone, laddie. Practice for the upcoming Big One: a cardiac bypass. You think you're sad and good-for-nothing now? I guarantee the after-effect of a bypass is that for the first 4-6 weeks after, you'll wish you *never survived*!
But, god, how can I cheer you up like this? Someone must have slipped Something into my fat-free soda...
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