Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 7:48 pm |
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The first surgery was on a Saturday and the next day he was ready to kick some ass in a
pill induced fit of stupidity.
The next surgery was on a wednesday and Friday he was riding around in his jacked up
Ford 4x4, jacking his jaws on the radio.
I guess his family physician must be Dr Frankenstein.
Funny how most people having that kind of surgery are usually down for a couple of months and can barely walk much less climb into a jacked up 4x4.
Popping Lortabs and Oxycotins like
candy and eating valiums like they grow on trees must help Sly Dog cope with his mental illness that was caused when his horse ran his face into a tree.
For a guy that has half a dozen lawsuits going on, he sure is piss poor. He also lies better than a big throw rug.