An attemt at humor.

My visit with the doctor.

In a visit to the doctors’ office, my doctor asked if I had ever committed substance abuse, (i.e. dugs, alcohol, ect.). My mother looked at me then back at the doctor and said,

“Yes, sugar.”

Unfortunately, the doctor said that didn’t count, so I can’t get the help I need. Now if you’ll excuse me, my drug dealer is calling (my glass, it says I’m out of sweet tea, and demands I get of my lazy butt and get more.).

Author's Note

Don't do drugs, and this was supposed to be funny.

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