wow.
Who’d have thunk a little inslata caprese would be capable of such horrific gas. I’m actually having to go outside to fart because of the huge volume of gas.
Have to have one of these just before surgery on friday. I cannot contain the glee at the thought of having the doctor fist deep in my knee, while I rip off fart after violently retch-inducing fart. Sound asleep and oblivious.
I haven’t shit in three days. Look out world.
It may be just me, but I want the guy who’s cutting on me to be healthy, happy, and able to focus on the task at hand – at least as long as the surgery lasts. YMMV
You are a bad, bad man. But from a safe distance — you rock
Hey, don’t be put to sleep, you can have an epidural. I had some pretty serious knee surgery several years ago and was able to watch on a little monitor. A nurse was close in case I got to feeling like I’d throw up but I was o.k. You would be suprised at the flexibility of the knee when they get into it.
I would like to be awake- but the die is unfortunately cast.