tales from the pharmacy

It’s finally sunny out, but everything is still a shitshow.

The story of a woman and her hemorrhoid.

When I punched out a week ago, I had a small pile of things I was taking with me. I didn’t have much there to take in the first place. Maybe I could have taken the picture of me and Shawshank off the fridge. I left a phone charger, and I think a tiny penguin…