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My ex-wife worked night-shift in a Hospital in central Mass. The pictures and stories were amusing and painful.
The two really bad ones:
1) The man with a Statue of Liberty up his, well, you know. They had copies of the x-rays. I was told the arm with the book made removal difficult.
2) The artist trying to make a perfect model of poop. He shoved Plaster of Paris up his bung hole and then tried to, uh poop. He waited too long...
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James
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the engineer adjusts the sails.- William Arthur Ward (1921-1994)
Red-beard for President, 2020
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