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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Meta! I'm Back, Dammit!

From ICHC, of course

Yeah, they don't tell you till afterwards that knee replacement surgery is the most painful kind of surgery you can have. Although, if they'd told me beforehand, as they did afterwards, I probly would still be running, bum leg or no bum leg. Other things they don't tell you: Knee injury hastens the deterioration of hyaline cartilage around the bum joint, and that stuff don't grow back. People who seriously injure their knees during their wild and wicked yoof will pay and pay and pay for the rest of their lives with decreasing mobility and pain. All those young football stars who get sent to the chopping block? They're demanding million-dollar salaries because when they go in for the first replacement, that's pretty much the end of it. Of course, we're trained to bay at the obscene amounts they make and roll over for teh belly rub when a banker takes home $10 mil in bonus plus whatever obscene amount they make each year every year for fifty years or more in the workforce, but hey.

You goddamned losers gotta stop envying the rich for being rich, says the WSJ, wiping a tear from its greedy eye with teh Hanky of Opportunism. Gads, a one-legged ass-kicking's on the menu for the lot of those sodding bastids, don't you think?

Today's heart-lightening theft from YouTube shows that President Obama has two working legs and is not afraid to use them to kick a little deserving butt. And when has any behind seemed more deserving?

Blogging light but determined. Heavy drugs in the mornings, scattered wiseass remarks throughout the day. Storms of rabid language predicted, also Banker Pinatas as a way of stimulating teh economy.

Yeah, I'm glad to be back. Nothing like telling the fecking sods what it is while your leg is stretched by an inquisitorial torture device of sorts (what the FECK is this, anyway?).

The Terrible Saga will grace these pages forthwith. And terrible it was, in the stinky sort of way that week-old corpses and hospital tales tend to be.

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At 1:32 PM, Blogger SteelyBob said...

Dammit! You're back! I thought that was your front! You're the bees knees!

OK, I'm done now.

At 1:45 PM, Blogger Marygrove said...

Yay! Good to see you in type, as it were. Whack a bankster pinata for, too. And hug and kiss your adorable pride... (pelsi) (Important clarification: Even though this is going to say it's from "Marygrove", it's really from Lizzy.)

At 2:19 PM, Blogger ThePoliticalCat said...

Bob! You know yer never done! Keep checking back for amusing (what?) hospital stories. Yeesh.

Marygrove Lizzy - AI nu dat! So great to see you in type too.

At 2:25 PM, Blogger Fearguth said...

I suppose it could have been worse. You could have had a 'knee-jerk' replacement.

At 11:43 PM, Blogger Batocchio said...

Yikes. Heal up!

And then we'll go kneecap those scumbags...

At 7:52 AM, Blogger spira62 said...

I'm glad to hear you're breaking in the new knees. They should feel like an old pair of shoes in no time... no, wait, that's not quite right. Anyhow, you're the cat's pyjama's, so glad you are back.


At 9:56 AM, Blogger Chuck Butcher said...

So good to see you Kitty. Chuck is also trying to put it back together. We either keep going ot give up.

At 3:33 PM, Blogger Chuck Butcher said...

I'm glad Gus cheered you, this one won't, my heart is broken.

At 3:37 PM, Blogger ThePoliticalCat said...

I just read it, my friend. If there is anything at all that I can do for you, please, please let me know.


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