My dear friends,
I am on hour three of my Dogfight withdrawal treatment, and while I am still struggling, the doctors say there is a good chance of my surviving.
Things were looking ugly at first. The Paramedics were unsure I would survive the trip in the ambulance. My eyes were glazed, my breath was fast and shallow, and my hands were trembling uncontrollably. It is only a miracle of God my sanity was salvaged.
When I arrived at ER, I was quickly sedated, my fingers were splinted to keep me from damaging myself, and old footage of World War I dogfights were shown on the TV until I could receive further treatment.
When I awoke, I was holding a plastic rectangle roughly the size of my Samsung Galaxy S2, to keep my hands in shape while in withdrawal. Fifteen minutes ago, my phone was returned, and I'm now memorizing the top 100 pilots in order along with their squadrons to keep my mind occupied.
Please pray for me, as my treatment may need to continue however long this blackout suffers. Now, where was I?
"Bstrachan, M.O.M., #2"...

I don't know buddy. I'm sitting in jail right now for spousal abuse, while walking down the hallway my wife came around the corner wearing a RED DRESS. By pure instinct i hit her, TWICE. As she was falling i hit her again, by pure instinct. One swift kick to the gut would ensure she could not tank.

The police refused to hear my explanation.

Misfit Crockett misfit, ex mom #3

[M] MISFIT CROCKETT wrote: I don't know buddy. I'm sitting in jail right now for spousal abuse, while walking down the hallway my wife came around the corner wearing a RED DRESS. By pure instinct i hit her, TWICE. As she was falling i hit her again, by pure instinct. One swift kick to the gut would ensure she could not tank.

The police refused to hear my explanation.

Misfit Crockett misfit, ex mom #3

Yeah, smart. I hate it when my wife tanks...
Let's make this a thread for people to share their recovery stories. I hear Pluribus is heartbroken that he has nowhere to lay his smouldering wreckage... Maybe the parking lot of the Jolly Roger, and blame Kes again?

great thread mac!

G.I. Mac McMelkor wrote:

[M] MISFIT CROCKETT wrote: I don't know buddy. I'm sitting in jail right now for spousal abuse, while walking down the hallway my wife came around the corner wearing a RED DRESS. By pure instinct i hit her, TWICE. As she was falling i hit her again, by pure instinct. One swift kick to the gut would ensure she could not tank.

The police refused to hear my explanation.

Misfit Crockett misfit, ex mom #3

Yeah, smart. I hate it when my wife tanks...
Let's make this a thread for people to share their recovery stories. I hear Pluribus is heartbroken that he has nowhere to lay his smouldering wreckage... Maybe the parking lot of the Jolly Roger, and blame Kes again?

Let's just say what happens at the Jolly Roger, stays at the Jolly Roger... Or the Jolly Rogers parking lot...

Does that mean if your wife yells at you to fix this or that, or about what you said last night, while your still in bed... it's spawn killing?