I used to think this as well but as I swigged cough syrup the other day a co-worker uttered the punch line to a really funny joke, causing me to laugh so hard I did a spit take, spraying cough syrup all over his newly pressed white shirt. Enraged, he slugged me, shattering my jaw and knocking out four of my front teeth. Neither my health nor dental insurance covered it, as – per adjuster’s paperwork – “injury self-inflicted by verbal actions of the insured.”
Clearly, I am no longer laughing, but that’s because my jaw is wired shut. No. It is not the best medicine. It is, in fact, the disease.
BILL
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