Ok, I give in, I accept my defeat. I can't take it anymore. I must be liberated this hell. Here is what happened, I have been sick for the past 2 weeks with a nagging flu that won't seem to go away. everytime I seem to feel better, I get worse again at night. Last night (after mira's fight) I fell seriously ill. My temp raised to 105 degrees. I was dizzy and almost fainting. I rushed to emergency of the local hospital where one of my dominican wives was doing night shift. I was immediately taken in , given some blood tests, chest x rays and given medication to bring my temp down. I was there for a few hours breathing oxygen and albuterol sulfate for my breathing discomfort. At that time it occured to me that it might be a curse put on by one of the DR1 ladies whom I offend on regular basis. Now I know it can't be my friends, trina, annac, planner, hollywood north, chris, chiri, PIB (umm maybe she hates me but she won't do that, she still has hope for indian food) or a few others. So, I am left to believe the other few ladies who hate my guts for insulting their cheap sankies , ooooppppppssssss, I mean their handsome boyfriends, yeah, that it, handsome boyfriends from dominican republic.
So lets make the truce: i will lay off your handsome boyfriends and ease off on my comments in regards to your sexy bodies. All I want in return is simply one thing. Please liberate my soul from the voodoo doll that one of you ladies have with my name written on it. I can't take it anymore. I am on a point where I will not be able to work, already many patients have stopped coming in for the fear of catching my flu. I can also lose all my wives. Then I will have no choice but to live the lifestyle of badpiece; believe me, I will not live that long if I do whatever he does.
So is it a truce?
Thanks in advance.
AZB
P.S. I will do an imaginary BBQ for mira, canadaazuagirl and the rest of the ladies if you take off the curse.
So lets make the truce: i will lay off your handsome boyfriends and ease off on my comments in regards to your sexy bodies. All I want in return is simply one thing. Please liberate my soul from the voodoo doll that one of you ladies have with my name written on it. I can't take it anymore. I am on a point where I will not be able to work, already many patients have stopped coming in for the fear of catching my flu. I can also lose all my wives. Then I will have no choice but to live the lifestyle of badpiece; believe me, I will not live that long if I do whatever he does.
So is it a truce?
Thanks in advance.
AZB
P.S. I will do an imaginary BBQ for mira, canadaazuagirl and the rest of the ladies if you take off the curse.