Atomictumor

Yes, we have secret prisons.  But, hey, props to 1949.  We were totally there.

This has happened before, but this time we’re providing you with nasty photographic evidence:

Poor ol’ Pigpen went on a hike while camping last weekend, and got nailed.  He came back with three bumps, which we assumed were bug bites, because who ever heard of poison ivy reactions within 10 minutes?

Not I.

But, well, we were wrong.  So today good ol’ Pigpen is starting antibiotics for the impetigo that has cropped up, as well as cortizone for the bumps themselves.

Hes a trooper.