I Must Really Be Sick
by Steve West on July 4, 2014
Recent conversation with Brenda while recuperating in hospital:
Me: Hey, wanna hear a joke I made up? I'm gonna tell my RN the next visit she makes.
Brenda: Of course.
Me: A stethoscope walks into a bar and the bartender starts, "Did you hear the one about..." (Stethoscope interrupting) Yes!
Brenda: (laughing) That's pretty good.
I can't recall the last time Brenda actually endorsed an idiotic joke I either thought of or merely thought funny. I might be on my deathbed and she's comforting me the best she knows how.
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Scott Hardie | July 4, 2014
That, or you're delusional from the pain meds. If so, enjoy the ride!
We're glad you're recovering. :-)