Mrs. Latrine: "He eats, then he shits. It's like living with a goose."
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Mrs. Latrine: "He eats, then he shits. It's like living with a goose."
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Mrs. Latrine: "He eats, then he shits. It's like living with a goose."
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Mrs. Latrine: "He eats, then he shits. It's like living with a goose."
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Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
Cast of Characters:
Annie: My Phenomenal MA
Mary: My Awesome Secretary
Ed: The office fish
Dr. Pissy: The guy I share an office with
Mrs. Grumpy: My Boss (also the world's greatest school nurse)
Frank, Craig, and Marie: The Grumpy Tribe
Garlic and Riley: The Grumpy Dogs
Questions? Comments? Biting sarcasm? Write to: pagingdrgrumpy [at] gmail [dot] com
Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
8 comments:
That's the "end"game, right there.
My mother has said that about my dementia affected father, but she also added, "he randomly squawks and puffs up indignantly, and I really ought to swat your brother for giving him the darn bird call"
More ammunition to use against my husband. That described him quite brilliantly. Does anyone remember Garfield Goose? Garfield is going to be his new pet name. :-)
LOL!
Yeah, that was pretty much my experience too.
Ummm. Goose poo tends to be high in certain nitrogenous products, and rather green. Is hubby on a tummy tube?
After a comment like that, I'd hope he gives her an occasional 'goose nip' or 'honk' at her sometimes.
Get a Border Collie. Problem solved.
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