Take 27: I win the Nobel Prize
(for medicine)
It was dawn. I was washing my armpit (the left one) and I noticed, unbeknownst to me...during the night...an incredible CYST had appeared (in said location/left armpit/ obviously a Communist) and was there protruding with "gangbusters!" attitude and threatening to metamorphose into a veritable Mount Vesuvius!
(Hairy, too... Why does hair grow on Cysts?)
Anyway; so. So? -I immediately - quite nude - ran to my humble refrigerator and grabbed a canister of "Krauter-weed" spray and my trusty jar of "Harisma" (product of Tunisia) red hot chili peppers in tomato sauce, garlic, etc., which I ADMINISTERED, with a large spoon and spatchelor... to my most recently appeared ailment WHICH! -having liberally applied said-"Home made salve"...FOUND!...to my amazement? -said "hairy Cyst was in full retreat, dying by its own volition, waving - I guess? - the proverbial White Flag!
Cancer? Yup!. Got THAT one nailed down.
The Nobel Prize for Medicine?
Guess those folks up in FINLAND have yet still to be notified!
c 2011/dave delacroix/lord borgo/piacenza/italy
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