Confounded Accusations

yesterday i fell on a pool of water in the grocery store and cracked my head on the floor, i was wearing flip-flops. No traction, anyway i think that i got concussed cause i couldn't remember my phone number. Ok, a few minutes ago i was on the main floor pushing a cart of books around and i think that i blacked out. I'm pretty sure i did cause all of a sudden the books fell all over the floor and i had no idea what happened. Great huh? I mentioned how i split my melon open a couple of weeks back right? Well I think that i am well on my way to becoming punch drunk like Jerry Quarry or whatever ( he was this white dude who fought Ali back in the day and now he can't tell the ass end of a donkey from a hole in the ground cause of all the damage he took) that sucks, i need to see Dr. Bloom. I don't want to scare my old lady though but i'd be lying if i didn't admit to being a little shook up myself. It sucked and the books made this super loud sound and then this lady started talking to me about all sorts of crazy shit and she smelled and had a sweaty upper lip. She was nice, i guess but i wasn't in any mood to chit-chat. I was like all scared that i was going to be all 'tarded up. Then i went to call home right? and misdialed the number THREE times before getting it right. Dude, i need a cat scan



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