So, J.D. was brushing his teeth this morning, and he felt a little twinge... Needless to say, he decided it would be best if he sat out three months so it didn't turn into anything nasty.
Actually, I have no idea what happened to him. But J.D. is always injured, I figure it was something odd...
"Oh, that Lankford and McGee, the trio of 'em. They're a one-man wrecking crew."