My End of a Hypothetical Conversation With My Vet School Roommates That Would Inevitably End With Me Being Kicked In The Balls At Some Point
August 27, 2008
1) Animals?! I HATE animals!
2) Unless they’re delicious.
3) Like cats.
4) So why didn’t you want to be a real doctor?
5) Oh cool, so you’ll be a real doctor. Awesome, so if I get hurt or sick, you could help me recover? Wait…only if I was a dog? So you’re not a real doctor.
6) Oh, sorry if there’s some cat hair in the sink. And I’ll clean the oven later.
7) What do you mean, what the hell did I do?
Yes, I used the oven to roast a cat. They taste a lot better that way!
9) And yes, I used a little bit of your carrots. Actually, all of them. Sorry. I’ll pick some up later.
10) No, Pico is fine, I swear I did not slow-roast your cat and eat it for dinner.
11) I’m saving it for lunch tomorrow.
12) There’s plenty if you want to have some.
13) OK, I lied, that was Pico.
14) But look what she did to my hand! Totally scratched the shit out of it.
15) I would ask you to have a look at my hand and see if it might get infected, but you’re not real doctors.
February 23, 2009 at 11:41 pm
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