“A patient at a drug treatment center died of an overdose of heroin that was smuggled into the facility by another resident, police said.
“Aaron Kononitz died Saturday, a day before he was to graduate from Operation PAR’s residential drug treatment program in Largo,” Newsday reports.
Yep, died of an overdose. At a drug treatment center. The day before he was to graduate.
…That sound you hear is the sound of ol’ dead Aaron getting posthumously smacked with the irony paddle.
Smacked, I said.
Smack-ed.
Smack.
…Christ, you people are hopeless…
Sorry. I was on my 2nd trip to the buffet.
Yeah, alright, we get it. Heroin pun – very clever. No need to beat a dead horse.
“Horse!” Excellent!
You rawwwwk my world, Serpico!
If you liked that one, I have several more in the same vein. I will be releasing them as I deem appropriate, so don’t needle me about it. (I want to be sure they are all high quality puns – no junk.)
You done sticking it to me yet?
Hoser…
[note: that above works well in a porno punfest, too. Go on, drink freely.]
Anyway, I need to get back to the book I’m reading. Ever read “The Hobbit”? In it, there’s this dragon that has all this treasure. So the heros chase it. The dragon, that it. They chase the dragon. That’s what the book is about.
I’m done now.
The Hobbit, eh? Is that the one where Aunt Hazel—the White Nurse with the fine tits—leaves a bad bundle of brick gum in a balloon for Belushi to back-to-back? And then he and the China cat fly the A-bomb? Or is that the one where Bart Simpson—a chipper –settles for the Z?
Incidentally, you might want to Chase the tiger, my man. Chasing the Dragon is for losers and fools (according to some Eagles song, though in a completely different context, I grant you.)
Totally tubular.
Jeff appears here nightly, and two shows on Saturday. Give him a hand… and don’t forget that brisket special tonight!