Mrs. Garage-Bander replied, "He does. I just wish it was his finger."Just remember to put your pinky up when you're sipping on your cucumber infused water![]()
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Mrs. Garage-Bander replied, "He does. I just wish it was his finger."Just remember to put your pinky up when you're sipping on your cucumber infused water![]()
Between that, and the cucumber, you’ve almost gotten to the meat of the Dr’s transplant joke.Mrs. Garage-Bander replied, "He does. I just wish it was his finger."

Thanks.Get better, dude.
Laughter is the best medicine... uh well next to the stuff connected to the button.In spite of the crude jokes, I hope you have a quick recovery.

Enjoy your new wiener.Had to get a little work done in an area South of my nose, North of my knees.

Who's finger is it and where exactly was that finger before?!Mrs. Garage-Bander replied, "He does. I just wish it was his finger."
I love contemplating the important questions of life that mankind has been asking since the dawn of time.Who's finger is it and where exactly was that finger before?!![]()
Some questions are best left unanswered.Who's finger is it and where exactly was that finger before?!![]()
...and the only alcohol they serve comes in the form of wipes.
Lunch was pressed rat on Winter Vegetables. Winter cause they had to thaw them out first?
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Dinner was shoe leather on IMPs (Industrial, aka instant, Mashed Potatoes) with gravy.
Now one of my weirdness’ is that I like IMPs if you do them up right.
Have liked em ever since I was a kid. drool
Mrs. Garage Bander being a closet gourmet chef, won’t allow them in the house, so I gotta sneak ‘em when I can. This place has ruined IMPs for me.
But the service is great! Just push a button and they bring you whatever.
Might go home tomorrow if I don’t develop a severe reaction to what they feed me..
So nothing life threatening, no ER, just a planned visit. Had to get a little work done in an area South of my nose, North of my knees.
Dr. made a joke about a transplant that would probably get me in trouble here. Damn near made me blush!
Mrs. GB asked if he could also do a grumpectomy. “Sorry, that’s a different specialty.”
Breakfast will be some kind of egg scramble thing, can’t hardly wait.
They said as long as I could keep my food down, I could go home sooner. Sounds like some kind of racket if you ask me.
Anyway, you’re all gonna have to put up with me a while longer. Consider yourself as having been served notice. Unless I eat the paper that notice is printed on, first.
TNC with a side of carrots looking pretty good right now.![]()
Oh bummer.I feel your pain, sir.
I'm sitting in a hospital bed right now. Been here almost 2 weeks. Foot surgery and recovery.
Can't wait to get real food again.
