(door flies open, really huge wild-eyed guy runs in)
Mary: "Can I help you?"
Really huge wild-eyed guy: "OH MY GOD! IT'S EVERYWHERE! DO YOU HAVE ANY PAPER TOWELS?"
Mary: "Um, sure, back in our kitchen, let me go..."
Really huge wild-eyed guy: "I CAN'T WAIT THAT LONG! NEVER MIND!"
(runs out door)
That would be momentarily terrifying. And confusing.
ReplyDeleteAnd thus begins the next Hollywood style, impossibly fast spreading, life-on-Earth-as-we-know-it ending, caused-by-science plague.
ReplyDeleteBy tomorrow morning it will be in Your Town.
He crapped himself?
ReplyDeleteThose Christmas decorations just keep showing up earlier every year, don't they?
ReplyDelete"Bad Romance" claims another victim...
ReplyDeletedid you and Mary say a thanksgiving prayer afterward that he's not one of your patients who dropped in for an emergency?
ReplyDeleteMethadone clinic next door by any chance? :-)
ReplyDeleteDon't leave us in suspense - you must have heard about it somehow...
ReplyDeleteThis would make a great practical joke!
ReplyDeleteWhat sitcom is complete without the wacky neighbor?
ReplyDeleteNeeds a neurologist. Or a urologist. Or a Yak herder.
ReplyDeleteToner cartridge dropped on floor.
ReplyDeleteDid you ever find out what "it" was?
ReplyDeleteNo. Still have no idea. May be best that way.
ReplyDeleteAnother customer satisfied with his 3G coverage.
ReplyDeleteI pray that you never know what those paper towels were for.
ReplyDeleteNew contacts (lenses)?
ReplyDeleteI'm betting he was a crime scene cleanup guy. If he'd asked for bleach that would have been a sure thing.
ReplyDeleteI'm thinking you're right Dr G; it's probably MUCH better not to know.
ReplyDeleteI am pleased that I didn't see Grumpyville on CNN that night.
ReplyDeleteThe psyciatric clinic must be nearby huh??
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