So, I'm at the doctor's. Nothing serious, folks-- you're all just going to have to keep reading this blog for a long time to come. Anyway, I like my doctor. Lovely girl, smart as a whip. She likes a lab coat over blue jeans. Of course, the blue jeans today are all cut very low. So, she's telling me about the dangers of high blood pressure, and I'm thinking, "Doctor, I can see your underwear!" Disconcerting. Shouldn't she have been looking at
my underwear?
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