For years, the best minds in modern medicine had been trying to find out what was wrong with me. They’d ran every test that they could think of and drawn a blank.
In desperation, they sent me down the path of alternative medicine, but still they could not find the root cause, and therefore, they could offer no cure.
Finally, I bumped into an physicist, who quickly diagnosed the problem.
“You have a quark deficiency!”
“A what? I’ve never heard of that. Is that bad?”
“Not at all. Don’t worry. Your body compensates with an overabundance of strangeness and charm.”
Published on April 24, 2015 21:11