Swallowing Cockaroaches

So, went back to the doctors last night to get my canker sores check out, and this time they perscribed to me some pills. By, "perscribed", I mean they made two nurses come in, one held my head back, and one held my mouth open while the doctor stuck a long hose down my throat and shoved pills into the hose and made me swallow them. Then they told me that I have to take them every day, 5 times a day, and these things are about the size of a cockaroach.

I can't find the time to take pills 5 times a day, I can't even find the time to masturbate that much in one day, let alone take medacine. Who's got that kind of time? I got sh*t to do. Lots of sh*t to do. So let's see what happens when I take them all at once, or only when I can. I have a theory of what will happen when I take them all at once.

There's a story about a guy who got drunk, and woke up on a golf course the following morning. The interesting thing about this guy is that, and it's a true story, is that he woke up on a golf course in a DIFFERENT STATE. I think THAT'S what's gonna happen if I take them all at once. I'll probably go nuts, feel drunk, and kick a puppy. And the puppy will probably die. Or I can take them only when I have the time and this thing won't get better. Which one seems better? Or a better question...which one seems more FUN? That's the whole point of certain things, people get drunk because they like it, I'd get drunk because it'd be fun.

'Specially to wake up in a different state on a golf course, wake up, be hung over, do a few rounds, go home.

MW