maynard00

I've been taking care of my friend with a wired jaw and crushed frontal / maxillary bones. An awful car accident. He's walking and talking, but has to eat liquid chicken with a syringe proded into the back of his mouth. LIQUID CHICKEN, yet the fucker still has me laughing with his jokes, observations, and insults. How? I would be curled up in a ball underneath my bed clutching a bottle Percs. But not him. I tell you this guy is made out of blood, diamonds, and teflon.