As I watch House, I'm seriously disturbed at the frequency that they start, almost start and perform brain/cranial surgery before someone miraculously discovers at the last second the real diagnosis and stops the procedure.
Please, if you have any doubts whatsoever, never let them drill into my brain until they've checked the cat for fleas, the house for pesticides and my hooker for syphilis.
Thank you.
Please, if you have any doubts whatsoever, never let them drill into my brain until they've checked the cat for fleas, the house for pesticides and my hooker for syphilis.
Thank you.
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Thankfully, he's smarter than House's lackeys are, and never once came at me with any power tools.
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Was watching an ep last night, and he's trying to trick Wilson into hooking up with Cuddy. And the interaction between House and Wilson just made me all warm and squooshy inside. I need to find that clip if it's on youtube. I rewound it and watched it like 5 times.
I think part of what made me like the clip so much is that we so very rarely see House smile. And so when he does, it's just... you want to keep that smile forever.
I'm so strange. :P
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LMAO!! Thank you, I needed that laugh, and never were more true words uttered. Oh, and measles, apparently.
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