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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LMAO!! Thank you, I needed that laugh, and never were more true words uttered. Oh, and measles, apparently.
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