I keep getting lost, injured, sick, rained on, bitten by mosquitoes and taxed to death.
According to the kid with the fucked up back/hips/kidneys who lives with Diego and can't get any decent meds (or maybe just isn't willing to share), Czechs maintain that pills are for pussies. So, my only weapons for fighting off these angry maladies are pivo, goulash and bread dumplings.
Take eight of these and call me in the morning. Or whenever you wake up.
Painkiller.I think I'm going to be all right.
I can see why people used to stand in line for this stuff.
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