Mr. Ceruleus: "My dad died in his sleep, so I guess, um, sleeping?"
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Mr. Ceruleus: "My dad died in his sleep, so I guess, um, sleeping?"
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Mr. Ceruleus: "My dad died in his sleep, so I guess, um, sleeping?"
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Mr. Ceruleus: "My dad died in his sleep, so I guess, um, sleeping?"
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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.
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4 comments:
Must have been a case of Fatal Familial Insomnia.
I hope that's what ultimately gets me!
"My father died calmly in his sleep, while all the others in the bus were screaming and making such a fuss."
"Oh, he must have been such a brave man!"
"Yeah, he was driving that bus..."
Anonymous, I think you must have meant fatal familial somnia.
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