I’m still awake in the not-so-wee hours.
Bumpin cause I can’t catch a <long string of sometimes unintelligable profanity> break with this <another long string of even more creative and profane utterances> infection. Chest cold, took a rest stop at head cold and arrived at <we’re sorry, the internet is unable to translate these words into human language, we’re not even certain they are words> sinus infection. My face and teeth hurt, face is swollen, got a date in a few hours, coulda had sex last night, with another REAL person, but no, Big Mama Natty has seen fit to curse me with an infection that will probably end up in my brain, the way things have been going.
That sounds pretty bumpin’ bad, Dork.
Have you seen a bumpin’ doctor, Dork?
Bumped, because I’m wishing Dork the best in battling this illness.
Bumpin’ heck, Dork. Feel better.
Bumped, just because.
My first Monday bump.
Hoping **Dork **is feeling much better with this bump.
Got bumped?
Dork, don’t be a dork, see a bumping doctor if you’re that bad off.
Bump. Because you’re worth it.
Bumpin’ off to lunch. Feel better, Dork.
Hmm, we haven’t been bumped by Dork since yesterday.
Bumped to say that I just realized that too.
Dork bumped to the doctor. He’s medicated.
Dork said, “ Doctor (doctor), Mr. M.D. (doctor), can you tell me what’s ailing me?”
He said, “Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh (yehyehyehyehyeh), yes indeed, what you really need is
Good Bumpin (gimme that good good bumpin)…”
Hope that Dork gets better pretty bumpin’ soon!
Yeah, we bumpin’ miss him!
Bumpin’ right!