Never joke with a nurse who's been quaratined
A conversation with my sister on Sunday. I'd gotten a cut or bite or something on my forearm early that morning and it was now looking rather gross. We were on our way to dinner when I held out my arm to show her (she's a nurse) and said "Look! I think it's scabies!" to which she replied "IT BETTER NOT BE FUCKING SCABIES OR YOU ARE GETTING THE FUCK OUT AND WALKING FUCKING HOME!!!" Then she pulled the car over while yanking my arm to her face to examine it, cursing the whole time. It turned out to be a slightly venomous bug bite, but holy shit, I did not expect that extreme a reaction.
Labels: the wounding of Lot 49




2 Comments:
LOL! I love and want to hang out with your sister now. Was she a sailor at one point?
My capcha for this comment post is Cotaboar. (Coastal wild pig species, native to France? )
Cotaboar sounds like a place I'd like to vacation on account of all the bacon. I want a vacation home in Cotaboar. "Where'd you go last weekend?" "I have a timeshare in Cotaboar, I went parasailing."
Yes, that's a keeper.
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