Sunday, February 14, 2010
the bastard got laid out this weekend.
everyone is one fucking handwash,
one shared drink,
one diaper change,
away from a weekend of sickness.
and that was the beating I took this weekend.
that my family took this weekend.
at some point, my ladyfriend, on day behind me on the gastroenteritis highway asked me when she'll feel better.
I told her now. and she didn't know why she could walk upright like I did yesterday.
I told her it's because the bastard can take a beating.