Yeah, I was in the hospital from 8am to 4pm, I had something stuck in my vocal cords, they still don't know what it was, but they stuck an apparatus with a camera down my throat and jarred it free, it was bloody murder lemme tell you.
I was awake the whole time, and lemme tell you, I have a very powerful gag reflex, anytihng goes near my tonsils and I throw up, the only aid I had was a freezing agent applied to my tonsils, which didn't work on me, at least not enough ut it was worth being able to breathe at more than 30% efficiency again.
So yeah, tell me about your hospital adventures, because of course, if my day was crappy, yours had to be.
-Kyle out
Ah the fine art of hotel expressionism <3
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wtf? who cares if you were in the hospital? im sorry but geeze, thats not what zb is about man. no one wants to read about that. no one really gives a rats ass. if you wanna write that crap, make your own damn blog.
peace.
Well, I care, but I also agree that this isn't really the place. We've been to some morbid places but even then there's nothing particularly funny about a powerful gag reflex. ;/
While that may be true, I do not consider you an authority on Zibbudie Babbuhl, should you not want to read it, please feel free and don't, but please do not tell me what Zibbudie Babbuhl is about as your authority is simply not recognized.
Next time a camera is stuck down my nose I will try to ask for pictures and photoshop them into something
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