I have a knot in my right trapezius

[ms_ann_thrope]

I can't move my head.

 

[Aquagal]

Ice and heat. Bath and alcohol.

 

[Aquagal]

And stay off the trapeze!

 

[RobDownSouth]

Foam Rolling.

 

[Killswitch]

And stay off the trapeze!

:caning:

 

[jomar]

Cancer sucks.

 

[Jennifer]

Tiger balm and chin stretches

 

[ms_ann_thrope]

Heat's not working. Ice...

 

[Jennifer]

Heat's not working. Ice...

Heat makes it worse. Only ice it. 20 minutes at a time.

 

[ms_ann_thrope]

Cancer sucks.

One too many cancer jokes. See you...never.

 

[Ramone45]

Tennis Ball

 

[RobDownSouth]

Tennis Ball

That'll work too.
:nods:

 

[Balladeer08]

I can't move my head.

Is it Don Knott? Ew.

 

[ms_ann_thrope]

Now I'm freezing.

 

[Jennifer]

Now I'm freezing.

Apply heat to everywhere but your trapezius.

 

[jomar]

One too many cancer jokes. See you...never.

Oops, into the iggy zone. My bad.

 

[Adre]

One too many cancer jokes. See you...never.

You gonna dish, you gotta take. That's how it works.

 

[Pairaclities]

I can't move my head.

But this is perfect fro a throat fuck!

 

[ms_ann_thrope]

You gonna dish, you gotta take. That's how it works.

I can do whatever the fuck I want. That's how it works. Laurel said. Except ignoring Garnate, The Moderator. That requires effort.

 

[lemonbread]

Oooh! Oooh! I'm good at massages!

 

[Kitty]

I can do whatever the fuck I want. That's how it works. Laurel said. Except ignoring Garnate, The Moderator. That requires effort.

.....

 

[Kitty]

Now I'm freezing.

Yet for not being able to move your head, and being in so much "pain" you still manage to lift your stupid head to see your screen and move those stupid fingers to type.

 

[ms_ann_thrope]

youre just like my daddy! no matter what is happening in the real world he spends his life on this website. he even spent christmas on here rather than with me.

What is that now, Robb? 10 alts?

 

[Kitty]

What is that now, Robb? 10 alts?

Says the asshole with a strange propensity to make several alts himself.

 

[Kitty]

What kind of cancer is it, ann? Is it terminal?