Saturday, November 22, 2014

Daydreaming of a Badass Pain Slayer

One exact muscle, the latissimus dorsi, is the bane of my existence and the reason I'm barely phoning it in tonight. 

When that bastard goes out, it takes me down. I don't know what I did to raise its ire. It hasn't behaved this poorly in ages. I really, REALLY hate it and wish my pain doc could be summoned to the house. He'd kick in the door like a badass cowboy armed with two huge hypodermics full of anaesthetics and he'd stab them both in that villainous muscle.

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