Update on Chuck
This is a Chuck Update.
As some of you know Chuck, my old college roommate, has been under the weather.
I shant elaborate as to his condition but he has been feeling less than good.
I called him twice yesterday and thought I would share the conversations.
Me: Chuck, this is Snagley, ya dead
Chuck: Hey there buddy,,,,giggle giggle.
Me: What the heck is wrong with you.
Chuck: I am sick I feel terrible,,, followed with some garbled sounds
Me: You sound drunk
Chuck: I took some pain medicine and am in the bed with my dog Trooper,,,,giggle giggle.
Me: Have you heard from the doctor
Chuck: I am not susposed to hear from him utill zzzzzzzzz.
Me: Wake up
Chuck: Oh sorry I think I over did it last night at trick or treat and now I am really sore (he is talking about physical exertion here) .
(the conversation takes an odd turn here his voice gets very soft and sounds far away, like he is talking in his sleep)
Chuck: I really want to play star wars.
Me : What, like waving light sabers around and like that.
Chuck: yeah and wearing my Darth Vader mask
Me: Well its a shame you dont have any black pajamas
Chuck: I am going to dye a jumpsuit black
Me: Well that should be good.
Me: Well have a good nap and dont kiss your dog on the butt.
Chuck: Did you say dont kiss my dog on the butt?
Me: Yes in your condition I would not want you to look accross the bed, see your dogs butt and think somone is puckered up to kiss you
Chuck: Giggle giggle giggle,,, you so crazy
ME: Latter and I hung up.
Then about 6 hours latter I called back
Me: Hey this is Snagley are you feeling better
CHuck: Yeah took a nap
Me: You sounded pretty bad earlier.
Chuck: When did you call (he had no recolection of the call)
Me : Where are you
Chuck: I am at the drug store getting some listerine. I had some weird dream and woke up kissing my Trooper on the butt. I know its in my mind, but I cant get the tast of dog butt out of my mouth.
Me: Gee thats a shame glad your feeling better talk to you latter.
Snagley out.
As some of you know Chuck, my old college roommate, has been under the weather.
I shant elaborate as to his condition but he has been feeling less than good.
I called him twice yesterday and thought I would share the conversations.
Me: Chuck, this is Snagley, ya dead
Chuck: Hey there buddy,,,,giggle giggle.
Me: What the heck is wrong with you.
Chuck: I am sick I feel terrible,,, followed with some garbled sounds
Me: You sound drunk
Chuck: I took some pain medicine and am in the bed with my dog Trooper,,,,giggle giggle.
Me: Have you heard from the doctor
Chuck: I am not susposed to hear from him utill zzzzzzzzz.
Me: Wake up
Chuck: Oh sorry I think I over did it last night at trick or treat and now I am really sore (he is talking about physical exertion here) .
(the conversation takes an odd turn here his voice gets very soft and sounds far away, like he is talking in his sleep)
Chuck: I really want to play star wars.
Me : What, like waving light sabers around and like that.
Chuck: yeah and wearing my Darth Vader mask
Me: Well its a shame you dont have any black pajamas
Chuck: I am going to dye a jumpsuit black
Me: Well that should be good.
Me: Well have a good nap and dont kiss your dog on the butt.
Chuck: Did you say dont kiss my dog on the butt?
Me: Yes in your condition I would not want you to look accross the bed, see your dogs butt and think somone is puckered up to kiss you
Chuck: Giggle giggle giggle,,, you so crazy
ME: Latter and I hung up.
Then about 6 hours latter I called back
Me: Hey this is Snagley are you feeling better
CHuck: Yeah took a nap
Me: You sounded pretty bad earlier.
Chuck: When did you call (he had no recolection of the call)
Me : Where are you
Chuck: I am at the drug store getting some listerine. I had some weird dream and woke up kissing my Trooper on the butt. I know its in my mind, but I cant get the tast of dog butt out of my mouth.
Me: Gee thats a shame glad your feeling better talk to you latter.
Snagley out.
