A Blog detailing the insanity of my medical practice and the stupidity of everyday life.
"Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?"
My career will be complete when I can say I arrested somebody for cattle rustling.
That is so not what I thought the extra back seat room was going to be for...
"I was hoping that, if I got her away from the barn, I'd finally be able to get past second base."
I think your comments are udderly ridiculous and you are all just milking the obvious jokes. It is just so much BS.
Is this one of those farmer's daughter jokes?
I saw this in the paper too....people try some crazy stuff..
My son got his first reporter job in Roswewell, NM for the Daily Record. His stories involved mysterious theft of calves, theft of pecans, and my favorite, slow police chase of methadrine dealers, "Elvis" and "Rhino".
So wadda you think?
"Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?"
ReplyDeleteMy career will be complete when I can say I arrested somebody for cattle rustling.
ReplyDeleteThat is so not what I thought the extra back seat room was going to be for...
ReplyDelete"I was hoping that, if I got her away from the barn, I'd finally be able to get past second base."
ReplyDeleteI think your comments are udderly ridiculous and you are all just milking the obvious jokes. It is just so much BS.
ReplyDeleteIs this one of those farmer's daughter jokes?
ReplyDeleteI saw this in the paper too....people try some crazy stuff..
ReplyDeleteMy son got his first reporter job in Roswewell, NM for the Daily Record. His stories involved mysterious theft of calves, theft of pecans, and my favorite, slow police chase of methadrine dealers, "Elvis" and "Rhino".
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