It has been over a year Flocko. Why, oh why, oh why, did you choose today to have a seizure? I always worry about you, always! Did you have to ratchet my worry up about 37 notches?
Oh yes, I know, you don’t have any control over them. I totally get it, but geez… I am leaving tomorrow night. I’m going to be worried sick getting onto that plane.
I’m ever so thankful that you will be staying with Camp Lisa. She will take better care of you that I probably could.
So big guy, let’s just pretend that you had a seizure today to get them out of your system. K?