Tales from the Emergency Department; in which a man who wallows in nostalgia, and secretly wishes he were a Victorian KnifeMan rants about his work and what passes for a life.
He's heard it might be therapeutic...
Names have been changed to protect the innocent.
Any resemblence to parties alive or dead is purely coincidental
Friday, January 19, 2007
More Light Relief...
Either before, or after my previous post, I'd like you to read my current fave joke:
Q: Where is a gorilla in a Mini Cooper likely to be going?
A: Anywhere he God-Damn wants!
(I said it was my fave, I didn't say it was funny)