Double Flee A

When the hog butcher calling himself a surgeon hacked some gunk out of my back today and put it in a jar, it looked like he'd cleaned a five pound bass.

You wouldn't believe how big a tiny mole can be. It apparently has roots that go down about three feet into the body. Ridley Scott's imagination has never conjured a globby, bloody something more disturbing than what floated about in the little specimen jar after my procedure. Ooo-wee.

Seriously.

The surgery was free, the parking was three bucks. Is strange, no?

posted by dale @ 1:21 PM