1. I farted on the reproductive massage guy. Thanks, constipating PIO shots and subsequent excessive fiber intake.
2. I started awake during the acupunk and lunged for my ringing phone (could it be the clinic?), shooting two needles out of my belly and across the room. It wasn't the clinic.
3. A marching band kept walking back and forth down the street under my session room window. Seriously. WTF?
Needless to say, it pained me a little more than usual to fork over my $255 at the end of the session.
OMG...this does not sound relaxing. I don't think I could relax at ALL after the farting though (ROFL), that would SO happen to me. Thanks for sharing it. :-)
Oh no!! Once I went for an expensive massage and there was a jackhammer below the window. I didn't think there could be anything less relaxing, but I think a marching band might be it!
Don't worry, I'm sure the massage guy is totally used to that. :)
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