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Discussion in 'Funny Stuff: Jokes, Quizzes, Games & Pics' started by Catchoftheday, Nov 13, 2009.
Maybe I should take some pills for it
which one there are lots to choose from?
Is that you speaking from the other side , Michael ?
Maybe the BIG ones
Big in name, size of tablet or packet size or would you prefer a different format?
All of them silly.
Take the polka dotted ones! They are the prettiest and look like the most fun. :biggrin:
Ok, but how are you going to take them all?
Duh? Orally.... sheesh.
That's not the only way!
One pill makes you larger:smile: and one pill makes you small:frown1: and the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all go ask Alice when she's ten feet tall...
first of all, wot makes you think you 'must be crazy?'
just cos everyone else is doing it isn't a good excuse
if everyone else marched to a cliff and threw themselves over the edge, would you do the same?
then you must not be crazy
you must be a lemming
Nothing wrong with me..
wrong with me..
wrong with me..
With a funnel and a bottle of water, silly.
If you must, you must. :crazy2:
I once said that to a customer who collected his meds, he said how do I take all of this.
Calboner used irony much more succinctly than I to make roughly the same point, why 'must' you be crazy?
that implies to me you've looked around, seen all those other people, taking pills, and thought you 'needed' to do that commonplace thing, too
do those people seem as if they have their acts together any better on medication than you do without?
just when did someone as uniquely quick-witted as you, someone who writes as well as you do (in pink, no less), and knows enough about scrumpy to write a professional blog for bulmer's or woodpecker, ever feel the need to follow others' leads?
you may be short of funds and, consequently feeling low, but that's not necessarily 'depression' (and i'm assuming that's what you mean by 'crazy,' BTW, cos it's the one mental illness people conventionally, but foolishly, think they can treat with 'pills'), and if it's not 'clinical depression' (with certain, highly supposititious, neuronal activity), pills won't help you
i say, beg, borrow or steal enough to buy a Morrie Thou (or something else, equally English and utilitarian), paint it pink and hie thee to the West Country for some 'scrumpy therapy' instead
once you're there, a refreshing change of scene, mind relaxed after a pint or two of 'artisanal' zider, neurons happily firing away on all cylinders, expect a Joycean epiphany
Have you tried the tablets or the capsules?