Lunch Appointment

[romanlawyer]

Vascular Surgeon: John, I am sorry son, you can no longer eat cheese.

John: (Rises from the gurney. Puts up dukes. Two sweaty handshakes: one across the face, one into the collar bone). Now, surgeon, you have been beaten down to a pediatrician. Anything else that I love you won’t let me eat?

Comments

[ghostofchance]

you always have to get the last word don't you?

[ghostofchance]

hahahaha! in your FACE sucka

[romanlawyer]

i submit to you.