The Truly Wretched Aunties Whinge

Fecking hell, anybody ever had 'Shingles' owwwwwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeouch!

Look it up, I'm too tired and sore - try wikipedia


see you in a week or two......groan, cry, sob, sniffle, scream, howl, okay that's just the sound effects, now for the visuals.  Pain like unfuckenbelievable like some werewolf has scratched my back and then spit poison into it, a beating on my ribs and chest like a bunch of pussie skinheads all stomped on me with their doc martins, blisters 'popping' on my skin under and on my bazookas and nipple, I can hear those blisters popping I kid you not - just like bubble wrap eeeeeeeeeeewwwwww.  Now its a nasty line of red sores crusting up and falling off, still feels like I've been beaten up.  Stabbing electrical jabs from frayed nerve endings where the virus has pushed itself out of - double eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Its plain creepy


I'm not taking this like a man, matyr or hero, I am on strong painkillers and I tell you what thank the gods for that invention.


over, well and truly over and out.

roger that


vroooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmm


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