So I am back in the hospital again.

And I’m heading for home.

I don’t understand the issue? Simply hop into a Continua-Buggy and travel back to a time where you felt better!

Flawless!!!

And you call that a hit list? Any list without Bieber and/or TSwift isn’t worth reading. :mad:

Weird Al did a full parody of T. Swift while Bieber only rated a part of a polka medley.
Miss Swift wins.

What, exactly, do you mean by that?

We need the answer fast if you’re heading “home.”

Sorry to hear you are ailing. Get well soon.

Does that mean the spree of wanton carnage is off for now?

I wanted the power to compel bees.

Anyway, the severe danger was the dehydration. Hospitals fix that with something called a drip IV. They can get calories in you the same way while they use antibiotics to kill the baddies in your intestinal track, and then yogurt you up.

You’re back home, I’m glad to hear it.

Does this mean we’re out of your house?

Yes, home. Home for that final rest. Home, for all eternity. Safe in the knowledge that all your stuff is in good hands. That’s right, go home, old friend. It’sjust up ahead.

I had something like that, Skald, though milder. When I recovered enough to speak without as much fear that the action of expelling air might cause an opposite reaction at the other end I yelled up to my kids that the Ebola hadn’t taken me yet.

“I saw your car and figured you’d been fired.”

Word to the wise: Don’t have offspring. They remember when you used that line on them.

My brother, when ill, always said “I have a bad case of two exits, no waiting.”

So, what should I do with this McCarthy woman (he asked, uh, hypothetically)?

Yeah! I was very conflicted. I like Skald and wish him well, but if he’s got plans to have Jenny McCarthy assassinated after he dies… what outcome do you root for there?

Ooh, ooh! I call dibs on Jenny McCarthy! She’s mine, I tell you. How about tied between two horses and ripped apart? Too easy a death, you say? What about partially hung and then drawn and quartered while still alive. After being rubbed with honey and staked out over a nest of fire ants. Pleeease? Don’t let someone else have all the fun.

Now, more importantly, you take care of yourself, Skald, and get better immediately. That’s an order! Who else can Athena count on if you’re laid up? :dubious:

I see I’m not the only person who had this same question.

And given that **Skald **has not yet returned to the thread to answer…well, I guess that’s our answer.

I’m pretty sure Athena counts on Athena - what more could she possibly need? Devotees are neat and all, but hardly necessary.

DEATH BY VACCINATION!obligatory don’t you decapitalize this message

Graeco-Roman gods are ridiculous in their ineffectual neediness. Athena ought to be worshipping Skald (RIP).

Obviously I can’t have the McCarthy beast KILLED. Rhymer rule 7 prohibits harming women, as you well know. But smiting needn’t involve physical harm. You can do marvelous things with jello.

More seriously, I’m home but not strong. I can walk about five meters without falling down. But I feel much better now than this morning.

(in blighted cocktail-hour state, imagines waterboarding Thorin Oakenshield with half-set jello)

(doesn’t entirely object to the idea)