The knee has hobbled me once again, severely curtailing the intensity of my exercise regimen.
This worries me because I have worked so hard and lost a lot of weight - I do NOT want to pork up again (weight gain has already begun, proving once again that adjustable waistbands are an undeniably good investment for the age-challenged).
I know a guy. He works in the waste management business. His name is Vincenzo. His nickname is Vinnie knuckles.
I hired him to break my jaw but I told him I do NOT want to see it coming.
The plan is, he breaks my jaw, I get the mouth wired shut and I end up LOSING weight as I deal with the fucking knee. A liquid diet is not something I traditionally shy away from.
Extreme?
I think not.
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