Kipling tackles the koronavirus

The regular reader will recall my old pal Kipling.

Without getting into too much detail, Kipling has the paperwork to get across that US border multiple times per week, even though it’s “closed.” One of the papers in his paperwork actually includes the term “civil unrest.”

The reason I can’t get into too much detail, at least for the time being, is that I’ve been getting my weed from the guy for at least thirty years. That wee factoid could seriously impair his border experience.

Kipling is about my age, and has all the aches and pains that come with that. Unlike me, who tries to stick to herbal remedies, he occasionally takes big pharma products for a trial run.

So he’s telling me about the latest big pharma product he’s been using for back pain.

“Ya, it worked real good on my back pain, but I couldn’t believe what it did to my dick. My dick went from being an outtie to being an innie. I couldn’t even piss over my shoes.”

 I’m like, hey Dude, that’s way more information than I need about your dick, and since your not doing much with it other than having a piss now and then, what’s the big deal?

But it’s pretty funny.

His accountant, of all people, dials him in to this new big pharma product that allows you to squelch your back pain, while retaining the ability to piss past your shoes!

So even though the world is coming apart at the seams, for the few who have the right paperwork, things have never been better.