It was a boring Dry January and then, due to some medical concerns, we cut out weed and caffeine. So nothing left to catch a Buzz with except some exercise endorphins. But finally, we got that long awaited doctor’s appointment.
Doctor: I have some bad news and some very bad news.
Us: Well, might as well give me the bad news first.
Doctor: The lab called with your test results. They said you have 24 hours to live.
Us: 24 HOURS! That’s terrible!! WHAT could be WORSE? What’s the very bad news?
Doctor: I’ve been trying to reach you since yesterday.
– Jet Cannon
