I will not drink with you today!

Do you have a source for that?

Still, the vast majority of people taking NSAIDs in the recommended doses who have appropriate monitoring (such as the occasional blood test) have no major problems with them.

Source

I want everyone to know that Medicaid will pay for ketamine treatment in many states. For infusions, even. You’d be paying a co-pay of $30-40 per infusion, that’s it. Not enough people know about it.

You can’t become dependent on ibuprofen, it’s not addictive. You shouldn’t be popping it like candy, but taking it when you are in pain is perfectly fine.

As a psychedelic-assisted therapist… why not both?

I shall not drink today, and I am so glad that you all are joining me.

In my state, you’d be considered common-law married. Might as well get married-married. If you both want it, that is.

I will not drink with you today!

You and me both, buddy. I’m totally in the dumps.

Well, fuck. I will continue to not drink today, but as someone who lives in the US, that’s all I have to say. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Good to know!

I will join you!

Our family was on a road trip, and I made tuna salad sandwiches in the morning. We ended up never stopping for lunch, and in the evening I went to throw away the sandwiches. “They can’t be that bad,” said my husband, “you only made them this morning.” I gave him a “really?” look and continued to throw the sandwiches away.

Apparently this made my usually intelligent and science-minded husband eager to play the tuna roulette. He grabbed a sandwich and took a small bite “see, they are fine!” I called him crazy and threw the rest away. “You’re going to regret that,” I said.

The next morning, we are getting ready to drive to Bandolier National Monument, about a 45-min drive from our hotel. Everything is fine, my husband is driving. All of a sudden, he says “Shit.”

“What is it, baby?” “I need to go. Like, right now.”

He ends up crouching behind a lone scraggly tree next to the road while pooping pure shit water. The rest of his family pass us by in their other two cars. One of them stops as he wildly gestures for them to keep going. They finally get the hint and leave.

Yeah, we never made it to Bandolier that day. But he only had to shit one more time by the road on the way back to the hotel, so that was a win.

He has since agreed that my food safety knowledge is superior and developed a healthy respect for mayonnaise’s ability to ruin a fun day.

I will not drink with you today!

Feeemales

And it’s officially November! I will join you all in not drinking today!

Happy Halloween, everyone! I will not drink with you today!

I will join you!

I will not drink with you today!