Monday, 30 April 2012

He was four foot nine and three feet of that were drugs

Well, it's only taken a year to get an appointment for what is apparently only an outpatient procedure, but I'm finally getting my long-awaited butthole surgery (yes, that is the actual medical term for it).  "Why share this on a blog for work in progress sketches of horror and sci-fi comics?" I hear absolutely no-one ask, and honestly, it's just been a slow week.  Anyhoo, as long as I don't catch one of those super-viruses the papers keep going on about infecting hospital wards, it'll be business as usual come Thursday for the blog.


1 comment:

  1. The best of luck, Mr B, for both the surgery and the business of surviving the wards too.