Wednesday, September 8, 2010

occupational hazard

The other morning, Y and I were watching TV in bed.


We are unlikely fans of Handy Manny. Don't ask. Ike prefers staring at himself in the mirror.


Y was flipping through the channels and he stopped on C-Span, where an attractive girl was talking about who knows what. Y got excited.

Look at her!, Y said, look at her throat.

Her throat?


Her thyroid is huge! Soon she's going to start presenting with constant sweating, weight loss, hair loss, heart palpitations, and bla, bla bla bla...

3 comments:

  1. I said she was hypo, not hyper, jeez, get it right.

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  2. Love it! My husband does that too. Makes me feel like I'm with a mind reader or a detective or something.

    Your dog is so cute!

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