And You Thought You Had It Bad...

AND you do. Because you are not me. I know that, because if you were you'd be fat, and sitting in this squeeky chair typing. But you are not. I am. And I'm the captain, which means it sucks to be you. So you do have it bad, because... everyone does.

TODAY:
"I have a patient that had twins[girls], Quads, [3 boys and a girl], and then twins again.(girls I think, I don't remember.)"
My witty response?
"Well, I would have thought the first set of twins was a warm up for the 4[quads], but the second set must be god."
I said this to a nurse who had a man with her that appeared to be burnt (exploded, acid washed, other bad stuff-ified) so bad his head and arms --- --- (this part omitted because at this point only Fearless Sunflower probably wouldn't VOMIT LOUDLY ONTO THE FLOOR.)
Then I felt bad, but I dunno. AM I doctor? "I never communicated with the subject enough to realize, thus far, hate, humor, or any sort of verifiable emotion of any sort. The only thing that seemed to prevail, in my own mind or not, was a sense of animosity."

This sucks too! I sold the OVERLORD [129.99] a spare clip [34.99] a leg holster [34.99] 8-10 round paintball pods [9.99] 80 RPS all-Star paintballs, [i dunno like 50 cents) and a case I custom painted MYSELLF [priceless - 30.99 case retail] for 112.50 + S/H all so I can afford my share of the rent for my new place. Well, I still have the designs. 1 of a kind for now... plase don't do any math on this and send it to me.

...Now I have to ship it by Friday... *snif*

AMF
(movin' on up...)