Maybe he was trying to knock himself unconscious with it? But then again, the day after that he'd ask for a parsnip against his concussion or somethin'...
No wonder Doc Harvey doesn't get enough business to maintain his practice. Everyone in town is into some sort of bizarre homeopathy. :/
That combined with the "town interest" in the saloon... pretty sure this town self medicates based off of drunken ideas.
Somewhere between, waking up in a bar in Tijuana and coming to while laying in a tub in Vegas with stitches near your lower back...
I've had Sebastian ask for quartz to rub on his sore gums. Somehow I just don't think that's going to help. Someone get that boy a chewin' stick at least.
a bass to the knee for ol' george who can't feel his legs is one i found kinda weird "because grandpa was cold an' yella'"
Oldie but a goodie. Sure, Kent will be thankful... he'll be thankful to Dr. Harvey once he helps pull the quills out of his nose.
a pot and some heat? totally can cook like that X''D heck, i can attest to it myself(good luck though not getting a smokey taste while you are still learning though)
He also cooks a roast pig at one of the beach festivals! So he does know how to do outdoorsy cooking, which is much appraised by Maru for it's good smell.