The bill for my Wicked Windmill Dunk came in the mail today. Laughing Dog heard me mutter the price tag from the ER under my breath as I read it like a MasterCard commercial. He might be a dog, but he still got the gist of it.
He can be a real ass sometimes.
Perscription pain killers: $50
Ice pads and massage chair: $150
Wicked Widmill Dunk over my brother: Priceless...
No, in all the ER visit actually cost $1,800
...And the medical industry continues to profit from my idiocy.