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Minor Surgery

So I think that someone crept into my room a few nights ago while I peacefully slept in my not so comfy bed and performed minor surgery on me because it seems my funny-bone is missing. I am not feeling freaking hilarious anymore. Maybe it's just a passing phase and soon everyone will be subjected to my not-so-funny-self-entertainment again. I wonder if funny-bone surgery takes six or eight weeks for recovery. Should I be on light duty until I recover? Hmm...maybe I'll consult a physician.

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Jessica said…
I think light duty would definitely help in recovery. You should probably put your feet up, watch some (funny) movies, and stick to a soft diet (ie: ice cream).
March 4, 2009 at 8:46 AM
Baby Sister said…
I like Stewies idea...can I play too pretty pretty please?! :D
March 10, 2009 at 1:56 PM
Must-Ash said…
Ok, so my personal experience is that you ARE still freaking hilarious. And I should know because I was a math TA.
March 16, 2009 at 11:56 AM
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