“You got type II diabetes,” the doctor said. “You need to take insulin.”
“I don’t need that shit,” I replied, “I believe in a Higher Power. I have the Holy Bible.”
“You’ll be dead in two years.”
“Wilford Brimley is still alive.”
“He died two years ago.”
RIP 😔
“You’ll be dead in a year if you don’t take your insulin,” the doctor told me.
“But I read in Golf Digest that diabetes is a myth perpetuated by Wilford Brimley,” I replied.
He didn’t want to have a conversation about it.
Woke culture gone bananas. Smh
“You have to leave,” the waitress whispered to me, “your life’s in danger.”
“Don’t worry sweetheart,” I replied, “these nachos can’t do nothin to me that crippling diabetes hasn’t already done.”
THE END
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