Brain Barf

May contain traces of nuts.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

I'll get you my pretty...

One of my *good* friends, who also happens to be the staffing supervisor at the hospital where I work called me tonight.
She was upset.
She asked for some advice.
She wanted to know if I knew of a doctor who performed late term abortions.
~pause~ freak out~ stutter~
"My 15 year old is really bugging me, and I need a late term abortion"
~pause~freak out~
Laugh and snort until it hurts.
"Let me know when you find one, because I might need one soon. "


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