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Infinite Gets Appendicitis, is Offered a Job on an Oil Rig, Creates Thread
Pros:
-Looking forward to doing jack shit the next few days save for ingesting vicodin+pot & playing Majora's Mask.
-Plethora of pretty Asian nurses, the prettiest of which saw my flaccid post-surgery wang. 
-Got to wander the hospital hallways, feeling a bit loopy from the morphine, bare ass exposed as my untied gown flapped behind me while I observed the art prints on the wall (everything was Impressionist-style, I noted). Then a nurse dragged me back to my room & re-hooked me up to my IV-thingy & told me to stay put. Something about hospitals makes walking around butt-naked just feel right, ya know?
Cons:
-Felt bad man.
-Guy in the room next to me got diagnosed with prostate cancer. :|
-Turns out I haz a thyroid problem that needs to be checked out within a week or so.
Wat:
-Woke up post-operation to a 50-ish something guy named Michael in my room who offered me a job on an oil rig in exchange for my morphine. The guy was all smiles & even sparked up a conversation about writing after seeing my book of poems by e.e. cummings. Evidently he managed to get a morphine shot on the condition that he had a driver to take him home, so my dad "left" with him & drove him around the hospital parking lot once because this shit was too funny to pass up.  He even started an argument with the nurses because he wanted two doses & they would only give him one, & my dad had to calm him down (to which Michael conceded as if he were taking advice from a life-long friend).
-Overhearing the staff's gossip in the office adjacent to my room. Nurses can be a bit cruel; it was like cop humor.
So anyone been to the hospital lately? 
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