Freak, accident:
Wednesday night in a Blacksburg bar
We hadn’t gotten very far
When she said something that made me laugh
And then commit a trademark gaffe
It was ale I was drinking, nice and slow
So that weren’t the problem, no, no,
The problem was this habit in me
Of sometimes behaving carelessly
I clutched my sides and smiled and all
Leaned to my right
And conked my head on the wall
No big deal, my head has done worse
So we proceeded with our glowing mirth
But on I-81 as I headed home
My shoulder twinged and my muscles groaned
Spasms they were, and I knew ‘em well
God’s own punishment, an unseen hell
They burn like tinder, bring tears to grown men
And all because I was stupid again
Thursday the M.D. asked what I’d did
And I told ‘em the truth and felt like a kid
He nodded and prescribed some chemistry
He didn’t laugh, he’d just met me
But his colleagues could spin him a tale or two
At the end of the day over a nice cold brew
"That Joe," they’d say, "he’s always achin’
A perpetual train wreck in the makin’"
5 responses so far ↓
See what happens when you go out of town? That must have been a really funny joke. Poor Joe. Take 2 aspirin and call us in the morning. Boy, that story sounds so much like me.
Yes, Joe, that’s a good one!! On the rating scale of dumbness it deserves a 10! You should be more careful in that wild party college town! :) I do hope your aches and pains will subside soon.
All of this…
And you claimed you, ‘I’m no poet.’
Actually, we all deserve a 10 ;)
The toe caught in the clothes basket and the cat climbing the drapes is tough to top. It’s vivid, creative and self-inflicted.We have ourselves a winnah!
No prize, though.
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