The stitches are out.. yeah fkkk they had to come out.. i was thinking they'd be the ones that dissolve by themselves..but fkk that shit.. no game without pain..

So they are out.. and the doctor had one line to say..yeah just one line and 300 bucks to charge for it.. "All Activities Are Permitted"... im like what the fkk.. i could feel that was coming the moment they got off my stitches.

so what do i do.. I grab an icream or two.. and snap my stones...which i had preserved in the fridge in a bottle.. snapped them and squashed them..

u see 5 in the snaps here.. there was 1 more which my Mom squished tryin to investigate what its made of..

Daaiimmm these things they made me suffer..

Ohh and after i snapped them and killed them.. me and dad realized that we didnt have a snap of them juxtaposed to anything else to get a proportion of the size.. but nonetheless.. u get it...right..

Till then..

For a world where Doctors paid to see Patients