And The Devil Shall Appear!
Which is precisely the phenomenon that occurred to me earlier. I was innocently only after getting baked in good company & telling tallest tales of a guy I like to call Dick because he really hates that I do. I was recalling & recanting how Dick had showed up at my door one morning at Christmas Time when rrrring! My phone rang & it was no other than Dick looking for me.
Flashback to the door of my room the previous December, when Christmas festivities were well under way. We will detain you! We will detain you! Dick declared. I responded by farting long & loudly at him with my mouth.
Dick belongs in the employ of our Health Service Executioners. Namely the Mental Health Services, always on my fucking case. Sure enough, the heavies were around that night to whisk me away to lockdown of the psychiatric sort. I had just swallowed a shoulder of whiskey in one great glug when they arrived, so I was somewhat intoxicated upon entering the psych ward.
Right! You’re inebriated! I’m giving you 2 injections! Bellowed Hitler, the Nazi nurse from hell, as he pushily pinned me down on a bed. I took 2 injections in my right buttock, bastaaaaard!
Thus began a 5 week psychiatric admission, all over Christmas & New Year’s 2018/19. Bah humbugs!
All because Dick gave a damning report about me to psychiatric services. What a Dick! Satan is within, I’m sure of it! Especially since he called me earlier while I was speaking of him, speaking ill of him as always…a sign of my madness of course.
The Dick was too busy eyeballing me on that fateful December morning to notice that I was sprinkling hashish into many many rolies as he barked at me. Neither did he notice the remains of a bag of coke sprinkled all over the diary that sat before me.
During a sleepless night spent high as a kite, I had devised a Rolio Lotto. Everyone was getting stoned the next day, as long as they scored hashish in their rolie. The chances were about 50/50. Play Lotto! And the skies are the limit!
We will detain you! We will detain you! And I will wreak havoc until you let me out, no doubt. And I did. Major fucking moron! To the moon with you, you extraterrestrial eejit!
Ho ho ho, you’re the head honcho! Chuckled Ryan, our beloved ever so balding head-nurse, as I tripped & traipsed about the hallowed halls of the psych ward, ruling the roost & rattling everyone’s cage. ‘Twas a merry Christmas & a happy New Year.
The Dick injected me with a poison earlier today. That’s why he was calling. I had almost forgotten, my monthly jab was due. An intramuscular injection to prevent me getting too high. I took it in the shoulder. I simply won’t take it in the ass for that cocksucking cunt. My right shoulder will be somewhat immobilised for a few days, I expect.
Yoga tonight was a killer with an aching shoulder. After about 20 minutes intense exercise, I lay down on my mat & fell fast asleep. I was in a similar state physically following last month’s injection, ouch!
Dick was delighted with my progress. How’s your social life? He inquired. Yoga! Was my reply. Music to his nosey ears! The devil may care indeed. As long as he’s not making any more appearances at my door I’m happy out.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 