The Jell-O they serve in hospitals isn’t actually that bad. With my mouth dry from the morphine and whatever else they have me on, I find that it’s the only thing that tastes like it should, or at least tastes the way I remember how it tastes. Ah, my little joy in life currently – little spoon size bites of fruity flavoured jelly that might be served in one of four different colours: the colour of each indicating a different flavour. You can request to be served a specific type of Jell-O if you want, but I don’t. I enjoy the surprise; which colour? Which flavour today?
This made my knees weak, well done.
Yikes! You are so good at the visceral stuff. And I totally thought I was subscribed to you, wtf?!
I’m hurting after reading this. And maybe a little queasy. And also glad I do not have a nipple ring.
This one is also very good Brandan, makes me wanna go and write.
also - love 'ScumStack'