Trickle Down Antibiotics
“Bringing Reagan’s Glory to Your Body”
The wealthiest portion of our great country demands the best healthcare, and, unlike you, they are willing to pay for it. Is that so bad? As the rich receive the ultimate level of care far out of your reach, they also rack up a lot of waste: ineffective pills, unused procedures, slightly soiled hospital garments, etc. This plan allows you to receive the redundant healthcare at a modest discount. All you need to do is hope the medicine is strong enough to heal you, but not effective enough to heal the wealthy person who had it first. In the end everyone wins.
WebMD Subscription and 1,200 Oxycontin pills
“DIY Doctor Plan”
No one can take care of you better than yourself. It’s time to disrupt the medical system by becoming your own doctor. Every month, you’ll get a shipment of 100 opiates that you can self-administer as you see fit. No training? No problem. With just a little bit of practice, you’ll be just like the real thing: Aches? Pills. Pains? Pills. Depression? Pills. Addiction? Pills. Yes, it’s that easy! Don't worry about side effects or ethics-- no one else is. To help you get started, you’ll have full access to WebMD and all its advanced features. At the click of a button, you can now make hasty conclusions about your sore throat (it’s cancer.)
Internal Coping System
One of the most used plans, the Millennial Meltdown (MM) requires you to handle your health the way you handle every other negative, inevitable crisis that has been dumped onto your life. With this plan, there will be no difference between your deteriorating body and your burnt-out career aspirations, your realization that you will never retire, the fact that your parents had a house and kids by the time they were your age, the irreparable damage to the environment, and your regret about preordering Mass Effect: Andromeda. Finally, you'll be able to block numerous crippling anxieties at once.
Even better is how easy it is for you. If ill, follow these simple steps:
We're not going to solve gun massacres with bad manners, people.
The guns are gone. Now what happens to all those paper targets? Don't tell me you forgot about the paper targets. The ones hanging from little clips on fancy clotheslines at shooting ranges. With no guns to destroy these legions of paper bastards, they go unchecked.
A sign proclaiming "BACTA: DA FUTURE" marks the town's medical clinic
1998: I upload dave.pcx, and change the course of history
Set goals for yourself, and fulfill them. Absurd! Only in video games!
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