June 13, 2020
As I write this, New York has yet to begin its reopening from the coronavirus. We are in the grip of riots and looting that are being committed nightly. We are also enduring the mayorship of Bill “HAHAHAHA I thought I could be President” De Blassio.
Through this people have to endure, though personal tragedy and heartbreak still occur to all of us. Take this man. This is a true story.
I was in Walgreen’s today, a pharmacy. I heard (as did everyone else in the back of the store) a man, calmly but loudly, discussing with the pharmacist a medicine he desperately needed.
“I need my prescription! This is an antifungal cream. I put it on my penis every day!”
Yeah. He said that out loud.
The pharmacist, in a much quieter, more discrete voice, explained that it was too soon to refill the prescription.
“I need it. I use a lot of it!”
How’d the guy look? Schlubby to be honest. 7 out of 10 on the schlub scale. Did he look like a man who would need antifungal penis cream? That’s for better minds than I to determine.
Why would a man need so much antifungal penis cream?
The question Is Imponderable.
Disgustingly, disquietingly Imponderable.
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