Hey Seymore, What's happening? A good friend of mine just informed me you was
just the person to see about my problem. Seems I've really sick and there aint no
cure. This disease is deep rooted and can't be knocked out with any ordinary meds.
It all started when I was a child of oh say 50 and has gotten worse every year since.
The pain isn't a constant thing, Rather it just sort of comes and goes. Yea, you know,
each time I get slapped, kicked, or otherwise mutalated in some fasion or another.
I have reason to believe it is connected to my nerves. Or that is what some old broad
(an elderly lady from England) led me to believe a while back just before kicking me
in the groin. Seems this nerve problem effects my speach and causes people to hear
things I really didn't say. For instance just the other day my wife heard me say she
was fat. Not true, what I said was "yo b*tch! yo Phat!" During a brief chat with the
minister's wife she slapped the bgeevies out of me when she thought I said she was a
bum. What I said was "I want her bum!"
You see... it's all just so sad really. What I think is needed is a miricle drug that could
be sprayed over the masses in the am as they head off to work. I think given a big
enough dose of cocane they'd all see things my way! What do you think?
jim the junkie
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