me: “For some reason, I have a Bellamy Brothers song playing in a continuous loop in my head. ‘Let Your Love Flow.’ You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?”
Klonopin: “You mean, like, a clinical, pharmaceudically-related answer? No, not really. But from a psychological perspective, I’ve noticed that you’re prone to nostalgia. And of course, that you’re crazy as a syphillitic bat.”
Klonopin: “If that helps.”
A side question: would a syphillitic bat be able to see?
Shouldn’t hurt the bat if it was mostly blind….they use echo location anyway.
With me, its the Statler Brothers “Flowers on the Wall”.
Interesting, interesting. (scribble scribble)
Any dry mouth? Headache? Explosive diarrhea?
Perhaps if we dosed Sean Penn with a few 100 mg’s
of Klonopin he’d stop taking his frustrations out on the Ann Coulter doll whose privates he reportedly burns with his lit cigarettes.
Then again, maybe we just buy him a Cindy Sheehan doll to go camping with in a Crawford, Texas ditch? Or an Andrea Yates doll to bathe with?
If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me? Women only please.
Lithium makes me hum “Weekend in New England” at the top of my…um…hummer.
Barry Manilow must die. Or, I could try a new scrip. Something’s gotta give.
Odd. My meds don’t make me hear music. Just voices telling me to climb that radio tower nearby and open up with an M249… But I ignore them because they won’t say “please”. Yet.
Well, look on the bright side, Jeff. At least you’re not as crazy as the guy who infected the bat to begin with.
And I’m guessing you’re probably hung a bit better, too.
“Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala Lenny Bruce is not afraid.”
Somebody tell those guys singing inside my head to slow down—I can’t understand all of the lyrics.
Hmm. The side effects of clonazepam are “Alterations in behaviour, which have been variously reported as aggressiveness, argumentative behaviour, hyperactivity, agitation, depression, euphoria, irritability, forgetfulness and confusion.”
No ear worms listed here. And I haven’t noticed that Jeff gets argumentative, hyper, agitated, or any of the rest of that. Has anyone?
Aw Craig, now I’ve got an inverted Goldstein hanging from the ceiling of my mind.
I won’t disclose his state of pants-ed-ness. But.. do bats have pants?
Adam West did.
My dad used to say ‘crazy as a shit house rat.’
Which rhymes with ‘crazy as a syphillitic bat.’
For some reason I felt that to be relevant.
<sigh>
durand
I think syphilitic bats go deaf. Just wouldn’t be a good dose if it wasn’t inconvenient…
Do bats have pants?
Walt Kelly drew them both with and without.