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I can make you do anytheeng I want
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The Master of the Moment
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The F.B.I.'s reputation lies in tatters.
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8 years ago
Sunday, November 28, 2010
That's Odd
I've been drinking all afternoon, and for some funny reason, no one wants to join me for a drink.
10 comments:
have fun tomorrow. dont forget to post pictures for the blog, like i did from my procedures.
Yeah - no. You can probably skip the pics...
I offered to have one since Cherry's father died of colon cancer. Thankfully, she declined. :^)!
Gettin' the sewer-cam treatment, eh?
Have a little wine for your stomach :-)
I feel your pain, brother. My first one was last year due to a family history riddled with cancer on my father's side.
I cracked the nurses up by offering to mix them a vodka and magnesium citrate cocktail.
Pilgrim: not today.
Mark: you're in luck. Pictures were cool, but I didn't get a copy.
All in all, not too bad, except that it took two days to get me cleaned out right. Two small polyps.
Glad to hear it!
ok, then how about the video?
come on bubba, you gotta match me.
Cartoon for you
Photo of Bike Bubba's procedure:
Bert's innards
Jim: Ha, and ha!
(actually, I was thinking an illustration from Dante's Inferno would be even more appropriate)
Sorry, Gino. You'll have to get your own.... :^)
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