So I have this rash on my face that is most likely exposure from a chemical at work. I wake up looking like muther-fucking
Apollo Creed been
walloping up on my eyeballs and
I was like, "Cut me,
Mick, Cut Me!"
So I go to the clinic and they give me a steroid to accelerate the healing and I am like, "Yeah, this stuff is working! My pumpkin head is starting to go down, and I feel all amped-up, too!"
So I drive to the Gym and totally have a Wicked Workout! I pumped that iron like a Boss for, like, two hours and still feel like I could go on all night!
Then this Juicehead is like, "Hey, Man, can I cut in between your reps?".
But I am like, "Can I cut in on Yo' Mamma?"
And the dude is all like, "Whatchoo.." when BAM, I head-butt that Fool right in the nose and start kicking him in the ribs without even thinking!
It was the Roid Rage, Man!
That is what I just told the
Desk Sargent, "Man, its not my fault, it is the Roid Rage! I'm on a steroid for my face rash!"
But Sarge is all, "You Dumbass, that is a cortisol steroid you are taking! The Roid Rage comes from Anabolic Steroids, you Dumb Shit!"
Well, at least I don't have to worry about my nuts shrinking.