Friends

What are friends for anyway? If their not for calling at odd times in the night to drive you half-way across the valley to a hospital all the way in the booneys, I don't know what they are for. Don't even mention paying for the trek and dinner.

While trying to distract my old friend from the skin flailing pain I came to the conclusion that I am fully capable of placing a latex glove completly over my head and breath -who'da known?

I also came to realize a few other important facts:

Where Helboy possesses the 'Right hand of Doom' I yield the 'Left hand of Doom'

The 'Right finger-tips of Apathy' are mighty indead.

When you're bored in a hospital stay away from everything that isn't nailed down and half of that which is.