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on strike

i was talking with my mother over the phone during my lunch break today, and she had the audacity to tell me, "you didnt put that on your website!"

so here it is for the whole world and my mother to see:

last friday b did a triple lutz and double sow cow combination out of the back of his work truck onto the ground, all while carrying a frame-mounted interior door.

even though he got bonus points for the curse words that spew from his mouth (a lie), a few of his back muscles were quite unhappy with the situation and went on strike; he is a union man now, after all.

and everyone knows that unions are great at keeping their guys happy when they get hurt. he was promptly issued some vicodin, flexeril, and a buttload of ibuprofen, and then told to go home and rest.

and rest he did. for the past seven days i have made him sleep on the couch (the waterbed did wonders in seizing his back up) and forbade him to lift anything heavier than a spoon full of sugar to make that medicine go down.

in other words, he is going batty.

he will be back at work on monday, God willing and the creek dont rise.