When I die, and I come back, I want to live like he does.
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
The stuff that nightmares are made of....
I don't have time for a real post tonight but I am stealing Dr. Deb's link so you can all read a scary bedtime story. Folk's this is not funny and has me more than a little concerned. Do you want your goofy coworker knowing what you told your doctor the last time you were there??