It only hurts when I breathe
Correspondent:: nenslo
Date: Tue, 21 Dec 2004 12:27:26 -0800
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I'll foot cramp YOU!
I had a bundle of long heads of wheat straw that I had left on the porch
railing with some gourds because it looked nice and harvesty, and
yesterday thought I ought to get rid of it because of all the furry
black, grey and green spots it was developing so I tucked it under my
arm and grabbed some other stuff and stuck it over in the corner by the
compost bin. About ten minutes later I started feeling REAL BAD, and it
took me about an hour to realize I must be having an allergic reaction
to the mold. I put all my clothes in the was and started taking
antihistamines and now, 24 hours later it's down to the level of a mere
bad cold. After a rotten night of the clog demon wandering from one
nostril to the other, leaving the unclogged nostril a temporary wet red
burning hole which only hurts when I breathe, said breathing being
pretty much unavoidable since the other nostril is completely jammed up.
But now it's just down to a permanent semipainful continuous dripping.
That'll teach me. I noticed when I put my clothes in the washer this
morning I started sneezing shortly afterward. Man, what kind of god
would make mold? More proof that atheism is the only true religion.
The good news is they are scheduling a CAT scan for my ideopathic pneumothorax.
Correspondent:: mshotz@aol.commonkeypo (Rev. Richard Skull)
Date: 22 Dec 2004 00:28:49 GMT
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>About ten minutes later I started feeling REAL BAD, and it
>took me about an hour to realize I must be having an allergic reaction
>to the mold. I put all my clothes in the was and started taking
>antihistamines and now, 24 hours later it's down to the level of a mere
>bad cold.
I used to get the same thing when I crawled under mysisters and Aunts houses to
spread mice bait.
Now I
1) Wear a dust mask
2) wear coveralls
3) throw coveralls in washer as soon as mission is accomplished
4) Jump in shower and wash to include hair
5) pay sisters kid $10 to crawl under there and spread the mouse bait for me.
MSHOTZ: The Post Post Modern Man
"War hath no Fury like a non-combatants"
Charles E. Montague
Correspondent:: mshotz@aol.commonkeypo (Rev. Richard Skull)
Date: 22 Dec 2004 00:29:23 GMT
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>The good news is they are scheduling a CAT scan for my ideopathic
>pneumothorax.
All they have to do is find a cat.
MSHOTZ: The Post Post Modern Man
"War hath no Fury like a non-combatants"
Charles E. Montague
Correspondent:: "Salacia"
Date: 21 Dec 2004 18:02:04 -0800
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nenslo wrote:
> I'll foot cramp YOU!
> description of severe allergic reaction>>
> The good news is they are scheduling a CAT scan for my ideopathic
pneumothorax.
Oh. good luck with your ideopneumothingy. (?)
It sounds grave.
Allergies are awful.
But wait! The guy I work with passed a kidney stone just last night!
And when they scanned his kidney's they noticed he's got another baby
on the way within the next five years! Poor guy. He had to SAVE it too.
So the doctors could examine it.
Demerol cigars for everyone!
Correspondent:: Zapanaz
Date: Tue, 21 Dec 2004 18:31:28 -0800
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On 21 Dec 2004 18:02:04 -0800, "Salacia"
wrote:
>
>nenslo wrote:
>> I'll foot cramp YOU!
>
>> description of severe allergic reaction>>
>
>> The good news is they are scheduling a CAT scan for my ideopathic
>pneumothorax.
>
>Oh. good luck with your ideopneumothingy. (?)
>It sounds grave.
>
>Allergies are awful.
>
>But wait! The guy I work with passed a kidney stone just last night!
>And when they scanned his kidney's they noticed he's got another baby
>on the way within the next five years! Poor guy. He had to SAVE it too.
>So the doctors could examine it.
>
>Demerol cigars for everyone!
why is it that when people get sick, it always has to be something
gross?
why can't they invent a disease where your head turns into a bunch of
fresh daisies or something? It could still kill you, I wouldn't want
to take all the fun out of it, but it just wouldn't be so disgusting
to think about.
--
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Correspondent:: Frere Jean Bleu
Date: Wed, 22 Dec 2004 17:07:15 +1100
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On Tue, 21 Dec 2004 18:31:28 -0800, Zapanaz
wrote:
>On 21 Dec 2004 18:02:04 -0800, "Salacia"
>wrote:
>
>>
>>nenslo wrote:
>>> I'll foot cramp YOU!
>>
>>> description of severe allergic reaction>>
>>
>>> The good news is they are scheduling a CAT scan for my ideopathic
>>pneumothorax.
>>
>>Oh. good luck with your ideopneumothingy. (?)
>>It sounds grave.
>>
>>Allergies are awful.
>>
>>But wait! The guy I work with passed a kidney stone just last night!
>>And when they scanned his kidney's they noticed he's got another baby
>>on the way within the next five years! Poor guy. He had to SAVE it too.
>>So the doctors could examine it.
>>
>>Demerol cigars for everyone!
>
>why is it that when people get sick, it always has to be something
>gross?
>
>why can't they invent a disease where your head turns into a bunch of
>fresh daisies or something? It could still kill you, I wouldn't want
>to take all the fun out of it, but it just wouldn't be so disgusting
>to think about.
Well I suppose you could try a little empathy on the bacteria's
behalf. Step into their shoes.
They've got a cool place to hang out, just the right temperature, meet
and reproduce with other bacteria. The more raucous ones get to rumble
with white blood cells.
IT'S PARTY TIME.
Fr J B
Correspondent:: purple
Date: Tue, 21 Dec 2004 21:22:26 -0500
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Sorry. I think I had something to do with your misfortune. I won't call for
a while.
The Great Bob Dobbs
On 12/21/04 3:27 PM, in article 41C8872D.869A8BD6@yahoox.com, "nenslo"
wrote:
> I'll foot cramp YOU!
>
> I had a bundle of long heads of wheat straw that I had left on the porch
> railing with some gourds because it looked nice and harvesty, and
> yesterday thought I ought to get rid of it because of all the furry
> black, grey and green spots it was developing so I tucked it under my
> arm and grabbed some other stuff and stuck it over in the corner by the
> compost bin. About ten minutes later I started feeling REAL BAD, and it
> took me about an hour to realize I must be having an allergic reaction
> to the mold. I put all my clothes in the was and started taking
> antihistamines and now, 24 hours later it's down to the level of a mere
> bad cold. After a rotten night of the clog demon wandering from one
> nostril to the other, leaving the unclogged nostril a temporary wet red
> burning hole which only hurts when I breathe, said breathing being
> pretty much unavoidable since the other nostril is completely jammed up.
> But now it's just down to a permanent semipainful continuous dripping.
> That'll teach me. I noticed when I put my clothes in the washer this
> morning I started sneezing shortly afterward. Man, what kind of god
> would make mold? More proof that atheism is the only true religion.
>
> The good news is they are scheduling a CAT scan for my ideopathic
> pneumothorax.
Correspondent:: "Paul Casino"
Date: 21 Dec 2004 19:49:11 -0800
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>leaving the unclogged nostril a temporary wet red
>burning hole which only hurts when I breathe
Well, for christ sake, just stop, then. Quit yer bitchin'.
On the plus side, being sick like that, you do get to experience one of
the most interesting sensations the human body will occasionally put
you through. One nostril is always clogged full of snot, one is open,
it stays like that for a while, and then suddenly, for NO apparent
reason whatsoever...it switches. And for that breif second or two you
feel like your head might pop, and then it passes. I always look
forward to that feeling. I'll be it's a little taste of what getting
that thrid nostril opened up feels like.
Correspondent:: HellPope Huey
Date: Wed, 22 Dec 2004 03:56:35 GMT
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In article <41C8872D.869A8BD6@yahoox.com>, nenslo
wrote:
> The good news is they are scheduling a CAT scan for my ideopathic
> pneumothorax.
I hope it blows up to the size of a Kia.
--
HellPope Huey
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to learn from your old stumblings
and maybe yet do The Funky Phoenix
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Some say is something set up in your lap
Some say that knowledge is ha ha ho
Some say that Heaven is Hell
Some say that Hell is Heaven
I must admit
just when I think I'm King
Just when I think everything is going great
I just begin
- Kate Bush
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but over the years,
they just kinda individually developed
some ways about 'em that just ain't right."
- Tom Waits
Correspondent:: wcb
Date: Wed, 22 Dec 2004 05:22:06 -0600
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nenslo wrote:
> I'll foot cramp YOU!
>
> I had a bundle of long heads of wheat straw that I had left on the porch
> railing with some gourds because it looked nice and harvesty, and
> yesterday thought I ought to get rid of it because of all the furry
> black, grey and green spots it was developing so I tucked it under my
> arm and grabbed some other stuff and stuck it over in the corner by the
> compost bin. About ten minutes later I started feeling REAL BAD, and it
> took me about an hour to realize I must be having an allergic reaction
> to the mold. I put all my clothes in the was and started taking
> antihistamines and now, 24 hours later it's down to the level of a mere
> bad cold. After a rotten night of the clog demon wandering from one
> nostril to the other, leaving the unclogged nostril a temporary wet red
> burning hole which only hurts when I breathe, said breathing being
> pretty much unavoidable since the other nostril is completely jammed up.
> But now it's just down to a permanent semipainful continuous dripping.
> That'll teach me. I noticed when I put my clothes in the washer this
> morning I started sneezing shortly afterward. Man, what kind of god
> would make mold? More proof that atheism is the only true religion.
>
> The good news is they are scheduling a CAT scan for my ideopathic
> pneumothorax.
Call the FBI and take Nenslo into custody.
Give him anthrax shots and keep him in strict
Isolation. For his own good.
--
Dance, monkeys, dance!
Cheerful Charlie