A heroine addict once yelled at me from across the street: “Fuck I wish I had your veins! They’re perfect!”
I thought that was kinda funny, and I was reminded of it when I had to get some blood tests done, so I told the nurse poking a needle in my arm. Without skipping a beat she said “I know! I’ve been itching to stab them since I saw them this morning.” Since then I’ve been complemented on my veins by two more nurses. I’ve got good veins.
A heroine addict once yelled at me from across the street: “Fuck I wish I had your veins! They’re perfect!”
I thought that was kinda funny, and I was reminded of it when I had to get some blood tests done, so I told the nurse poking a needle in my arm. Without skipping a beat she said “I know! I’ve been itching to stab them since I saw them this morning.” Since then I’ve been complemented on my veins by two more nurses. I’ve got good veins.