So the week before last, I threw out my back and was hobbling around like an 80-year-old man for the better part of a week. I went to our medicine cabinet and took what I thought was a Tylenol. It turns out it was anti-diarrheal medicine and for the next two days taking a dump was akin to squeezing a camel through the eye of a needle -- a situation made even worse by my creaky back!

The moral of the story -- take the time to get out your reading glasses before heading to the medicine cabinet.....

 

Ouch


All jokes aside though, that stinks man!

 

Lol.

 

Archie Bell and the Drells had a song in the 60's or 70's---------TIGHTEN UP!

Hope everything worked out!

 

So I guess we could accurately say you're F.O.S.?

 

^^

 

Yep, this getting old isn't for sissies!

 

That's about as good as a buddy of mine that didn't want to wake his wife in the morning.

He thought he had the toothpaste and brushed his teeth with Preparation H.

Yummy!!!

 

So what? You still haven't caught up to me yet! Nice try though. Hope you're back on your feet soon.