I hate it when the magazines in doctor's offices suck. As if it weren't bad enough that I have to sit here waiting an hour to have blood drawn, the only thing i have to read is a copy of Outdoor Life with a cover image of some camo fucker in a rowboat with an icy dead deer in front.
conversation i just heard:
brother: That shot HURT, didn't it?
sister: No, it didn't!
mother: They need that blood to make sure everything's OK.
sister: It's just like JESUS' blood!
conversation i just heard:
brother: That shot HURT, didn't it?
sister: No, it didn't!
mother: They need that blood to make sure everything's OK.
sister: It's just like JESUS' blood!
