For those who may not know, our very own-and very old-Chipper Hughes has gone in to get some repro parts installed on his debilitated torso. Apparently he has managed to wear out both of his mobile trocho-ginglymus joints (probably from repeatedly kicking his subordinates at work) and is in the body shop for replacements. This past week he had the first of the two replaced.
His employer, fearful that he might be sandbagging, commissioned Bo Duke and yours truly to verify the authenticity of the parts replacement. Unannounced, we snuck in to the body shop to capture his predicament on film. We found him lounging in bed reading a dime novel, surrounded by copious quantities of alcohol and chocolate, and proudly displaying a small bandage on the right knee. He feigned some discomfort when we insisted he get up. A surgeon and physical therapist dropped in while we there, so their may some truth to his physical impairment. But, frankly we found him far too "chipper" to believe he had just had a knee replaced. See for yourself...
If all goes well this week, he will have the second knee replaced next week.
