To kill the pain Ron Swanson drank lots of scotch, and then dipped into Ann’s supply of pain meds (see all pics above).
“When I look at my palm, I see a lady’s mouth french kissing a dog. Is that normal?”
“Well the pain medication I gave you is pretty strong. Donna uses it for menstrual cramps. How many did you take?”
“Seeeven… Eight. But I washed ’em down with plenty of fluids.”
“No, Ron you cannot drink Scotch with this. You’re going to need to purge right now.”
“No, I’m not wasting twenty year scotch.”