Dude knows how to party.
Start off with a half a bottle of tequilla. Smoke a big fat joint. Bang some 7 gram rocks. Pop a couple of Adderall.
Can’t sleep at the end of the night? What would Charlie do?
How ’bout chug two bottles of Nyquil?
And box your liver! End the night with some N-Acetylcysteine! Party on Wanye! Party on Garth!
Contrary to popular belief, you really can fix stupid. It’s called survival of the fittest. As medical professionals we work to oppose this every day.
*makes you feel all warm and tingly inside, don’t it?*
There wasn’t much left to try, except a few of the cleansers under the sink.
Cracking up here. All that’s left to do is feed him a taco pizza and see how nicely it will look on the front of his shirt after regurg!
Have a good one.
Jim
Jesus take the wheel, that is a new level of… Ack.
Lightweight. Forgot to huff the key board cleaner, and lick up the hand sanitizer.
The self medicating, holiday follies are starting early. We’ll be over runned with them and the diabetes rolling in with the 700 blood sugars. CAN’T WAIT! Blahhh…..Hate weekend holidays..
Well, yesterday was National Weed Smoking Day, with Groupons at Domino’s & Pizza Hut.
Just when you think they can’t get anymore stupid..they prove you wrong.
Nature just builds a better idiot…
Did he wake up with something stuck up his rectum ?
Quite seriously, after all that, does this dude still *have* a liver?
Not that I imagine that this sort of behaviour would place one very high on the transplant list….
I want to hang out with this guy.
Did he get a banana bag?
(see Nurse K’s blog ;-) )