Song of the Post: Albuquerque by Weird Al Yankovic
And as luck wouls have it, that’s exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams
Her name was Zelda
She was a caligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
I’ll never forget the first thing she said to me.
She said “Hey, you’ve got weasels on your face”
Went to the doctor’s. I’m 27 lbs. less than the last time I went to see him. For anyone, that’s something, and for a diabetic, it’s major.
He was like “That’s nice.”
And they wonder why diabetics are so frackin’ non-compliant with their medical regimines. Sigh.
