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The doctor prescribed me some antibiotics for a painful stomach infection.
I went to the pharmacy to pick them up, but there was no one behind the counter.
I rang the bell on the counter and a man walked out of the back room. He had a pharmacist’s white coat wrapped around his leg.
“Are you the pharmacist?” I asked.
“No,” he said, “I’m an artist.” He pulled out a gun and shot himself in the head. His brains hit the wall. His body fell to the floor.
I went home thinking the artwork must have been too deep for me to understand.
My stomach still hurts.

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The following comments are for "In good health"
by Spider

do these things really happen?
i wish they would happen to me. noone lies to me.

( Posted by: fcukedupboi [Member] On: November 6, 2006 )

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