Some of you got this on June 30th, but I thought I would repost.
Upon completion of his eighth radiation treatment Don Rhymer’s taste buds died today. An emergency bag of Sour Skittles was brought in at the last minute, but unfortunately the damage was too great. Just before their demise they issued a brief statement – “We held on as long as we could, but this radiation shit is strong. Screw it, octopus, Ethiopian food, bring it on. We’re gone now, see if we care.” They are survived by two mouth sores and a dry throat. In lieu of flowers mourners are invited to send ice chips.