chris rock - bigger and blacker
That's right. When l was a kid, we didn't have no insurance.
We didn't have a damn thing.You had to be damn near dead to see the doctor.
You had to be way past Robitussin.
That's all we had when l was a kid: Robitussin.
No matter what you got, Robitussin better handle it.
''Daddy, l got asthma.''
''Robitussin.''
''l got cancer.''
''Robitussin.''
l broke my leg, Daddy poured Robitussin on it.
''Yeah, boy, let that 'tussin get in there."
''Yeah, boy, let that 'tussin get on down to the bone."
''The 'tussin ought to straighten out the bone. lt's good."
''lf you run out of 'tussin, put some water in the jar, shake it up, more 'tussin.
''More 'tussin!''
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I love chris rock. robitussin. it tastes like dog pee, but if chris rock says it works, i'll believe him.
it brings back memories of my childhood. my maid/grandmother/teacher/aunties would try to feed me medicine.... and it would all come straight back out. man... i was a difficult child when it came to inserting anything into my mouth - food, medicine, pacifier.... please. no dirty thoughts, ok?
i'm picky with what goes in my mouth. *pause* okay, moving on...
i'm trying to think of what needs to be done before i go back to kl.
- bills
- unlock my 3 phone
- get belt from alice
- wedding mag for cam
- post off dress
hmmm... i'm pretty sure i'm forgetting something. does anyone in kl need ciggies? first come, first served. ewan's already booked ciggies back to melbourne.
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