Pins and needles, needles and pins...

Louise is being paid by some strange man to put pins & needles in her back & drink tea made from weeds & dirt. I hope the money is good b/c there’s no way I’d let anyone stab me with needles, no matter how tiny & skinny they are. (I mean the needles, not the person—altho that doesn’t matter either) I’d like to spend the money she makes from this foolishness at Petco, where I can get some… Waitaminnit, what? She’s paying HIM to stick pins & needles in her body?? And drink mud juice? Sheesh, no wonder we can’t get an in-ground pool—look what she’s spending the family finances on!