Seriously. Right down the fucking sink. If it were Xanax I just did that with not one of you would believe me. I still don't believe it myself, and I saw me do it.
Next thing I know my cat Spooky is gonna start chowing down on the refill, the way the pets of people who take narcotics seem to think of the Vicodin an animal treat.
Maybe I'm really dreaming, and everything will be OK in the morning.
Benicar's fucking expensive. Dammit.
