Hey, just because your family didn't let you listen to the Sex Pistols doesn't mean you have to insult my grasp of the English language. Pain, remember? I take as much as I need, don't worry about me.
I wanted to dig around for a while. Exhume mummies, reclaim ancient relics, you know... some Indiana Jones crap. I was a kid stuck on a military base, I found my distractions.
I make light of a lot of things people tell me I 'oughtn't' and you know why I'm not going to stop? Because it proves a point. Nothing holds so much significance or innate reverence that we can't make light of it. Some people say that if they stopped laughing, they'd cry. Well, I'm not them. If I stopped laughing, I'd die. Life is short, boring and senseless, just like death but with that whole 'experience' thing happening. There's no point to getting attached or hung up on the little things... which is everything. When our brain goes, so do we. So yeah. I'm going to sit here and make fun of the Spanish flu.
I'm glad you're not my patient, you're a walking liability. Refusing treatment with your symptoms, consulting 'healers'... let me guess. Healers don't provide consent forms. Frankly, they're a waste of my time and are generally a pain in the ass but you've got to at least see a form to know you're getting legitimate care.