I can't breathe the cold air outside, and consequently, I wander from class to class in a morbid dreamy state of bosh-posh reality.
They brought an older gentleman into CAT-scan today who screamed, “I am a diabetic!”
Have you had a CT scan before, sir?
I am a diabetic!
Are you allergic to saline solution?
I am a diabetic!
Do you have any other
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