And No Need for Anaesthesia
by Steve West on June 14, 2015
Recent conversation with Brenda:
me: I've decided that I'm not going to play that "got your nose" game with our grandkids.
Brenda: Oh, really?
me: Yeah, I'm going to play "got your appendix" instead.
Brenda: There's some logic I'm missing here.
me: With my version, our grandkids can't disprove what I say with a look in the mirror and if I actually get their appendix, there's probably a plus side to that.
Brenda: And to think that most physicians spend years in medical school to accomplish something like that.
me: I'm so ahead of my time.
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Scott Hardie | June 14, 2015
You could play "got your tonsils" and then take them out for ice cream.