It only got weird when Ingwe tried measuring my fingers afterward, mumbling something about a past rough experience with "great big butcher sausages." Dunno.
It only got weird when you wanted to do a proctology exam....thought that was odd since I landed on my head....good thing I was scrambled in the brain or I'd have never let you do it......
And my last Doctor had hands like a fullback.....I want more of a finely boned young Doogie Houser type doing the back door stuff.....
"...the left considers you vermin, and they'll kill you given the chance..." Bristoe
