Rarely Serious Issue #5 I Think
Finding Laughter in the Rarest Places (And Dodging the Rodeo of Nerves)
Table of Contents
🐴 Editor’s Note: “When Your Nerves Go Full Rodeo”
🔎 Pharmacy Safari: Chasing the Elusive Pill
📜 Tall Tale: The Legendary Hoof-and-Mouth Fable
😂 Joke Corner: Shenanigans and Other Wild Ride Woes
🛠 Mythbusters: Barnyard Remedies That Should Have Stayed in the Pasture
🤣 Community Roasts: When You Can’t Say or Spell It
🎉 Closing Laugh: “Refill Reminder”
⚠️ Disclaimer: If you find yourself taking this seriously… well, it’s time to see Dr. Chuckles
🐴 Editor’s Note: When Your Nerves Decide to Buck
Howdy Rare Riders,
My body, your rodeo “Mr. Nerves”. One minute you’re watching TV, the next you’re showing the grandkids how limber grandpa can be. Hard to explain the ice picks to em? This issue wrangles pharmacy quests more epic than a treasure hunt, fabulously unfamous stories that are definitely mostly true, and enough laughs to knock the boots off even the grumpiest cowboy. You might not fall completely off your horse laughing — but c’mon, man... Just hang out for a bit.
Stay unbridled,
—Kit Whimsley and The Rare Rodeo Team
🔎 Pharmacy Safari: Quest for the Legendary Pill
Picture Indiana Jones, but swap his whip for a trusty walker and his hat for a ball cap, trekking through the pharmacy in search of the elusive latest prescription.
Chapter 1: The Chain Outpost — “We stock everything except the one thing you need.”
Chapter 2: The E-Commerce Crypt — “Delivery ETA: sometime between the next blue moon and the three stars from the sun.”
Chapter 3: The Compounding Cloister — Potion masters work in mysterious schedules; saline is always in stock, though.
Chapter 4: The Hospital Fortress — Triple-lock security including retina scans, a secret handshake, and possible blood sacrifices.
After GPS recalculations, 14 detours, and one accidental rodeo dance, you finally clutch your cotton-picking golden pill—heavier than your hopes, and a little lighter in your wallet...
📜 Tall Tale: The Truth about Hoof-and-Mouth
The youngest sibling was once teased endlessly, rumored abandoned in a barnyard with the dreaded Hoof-and-Mouth Disease. Family lore swore she was adopted by the hoof gang. The story hoofed through generations until kids started questioning whether it was a tall tale or just cattle nonsense. Elders only responded with a knowing “whinny,” hinting Auntie’s got a secret saddle hiding in the closet.
😂 Joke Corner: Saddle-Sore Shenanigans
“Tried a nerve ‘rein-in’ breathing exercise. Ended up whinnying louder than the neighbor’s horse.”
“They said ‘just a quick stab’—I didn’t realize I’d need chaps and a cowboy hat.”
“My neurologist said I’d feel a little pinch—didn’t mention it’d be like a branding iron.”
“Who knew a blood draw involved spurs and the south end of me while I’m facing north?”
No animals were harmed here, just our dignity.
🛠 Mythbusters: Barnyard Cures Busted
Cowbell therapy? All I got was tinnitus and two goats with rhythm.
Chronic fatigue? More like ‘chronic Netflix binge’ syndrome.
Garlic necklaces? Cleared my social circle and set a 10-mile quarantine zone.
Copper bracelets? Turned me green quicker than Kermit's jealous cousin; nerve pain remains undefeated.
🤣 Community Roasts: Autocorrect’s Equestrian Antics
Neuropathy? Sounds like a fancy coffee drink. I’ll have one with extra numbness.
CIDP? Thought it was “Sid Deep” — looks like my nerves went ropin’ without me.
IVIG? Sounds like a secret outlaw—“Immune Vigilante in Gunslingers.”
Neuropathy? Heard “new pony” — finally, a pretty horse instead of prickly nerves.
Plasmapheresis? Must be the name of the town where they draw blood at high noon.
Gabapentin? Thought it was “grab a pistol” — ready for the symptom showdown.
Demyelination? Sounds like a slow horse who lost his boots.
Paresthesia? I heard “pair of pistols” — watch your step, partner!
Autoimmune? More like “auto-tune,” ‘cause my immune system’s singing off-key.
Ataxia? That’s gotta be the name of the wildest rodeo in Texas.
Chronic fatigue? The outlaw who never rides out of town.
🎉 Closing Laugh: Refill Reminder
Thanks for riding shotgun through our rodeo of rare disease humor! Until next time, keep your spurs sharp, your laughter louder, and your spirit wild. Submit your best chaos for a starring role in future issues — your craziness is our comedic gold.
Stay Rare, Stay Ridiculous, Stay Rarely Serious!
⚠️ Disclaimer
No horses, cows, or newsletters were harmed in this rodeo. If you took any of this seriously... well, you might be due for a doc’s visit — preferably one with a sense of humor.
Kit Whimsley & The Rarely Serious Team
www.rarelyserious.com
Where can I get a good steak?
