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Category: Put Downs

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Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 1:55 pm

“Wait, wait. Let me get in on this. Let’s also have a toast to Mr. Foster’s widow and his fatherless kids. You know as well as I do, it could have been any one of your faults. Congrats again. Have a… have a swell party.”
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603

Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 1:44 pm

“Well, if it isn’t the Four Horsewomen of the Apocalypse. There’s a morbidity and mortality conference tomorrow to figure out who’s responsible for Foster’s death. And here’s the exciting news : I’m pretty sure it was one of you.”

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599

Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 10:38 am

“Hate to burst your bubble, there, Barbie, but your endocrinology fellowship lasted all of five days. Granted, to you, five days may seem like an eternity seeing as it’s roughly five times as long as any of your white, pasty relationships have lasted. But trust me, that hardly makes you an expert.” –>

597

Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 10:33 am

” Now I’m going to check on Mr. Jenkins, your war hero. I feel he, too, deserves a competent doctor. In fact, I’m gonna take all of your patients and consequently your only reason for getting out of that lacy, over-pillowed four-poster virgin cocoon you call a bed every morning.” –>

596

Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 10:33 am

“In victory, I get your stethoscope. It’s a trophy. You’re lucky we’re not back in olden times - I’d-a made a necklace outta your teeth.” –>

595

Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 10:27 am

” Or…we could skip the day-trip to Unnecessary Land and instead simply concede that Mrs. Wilk is my patient and that, while we are both attendings, we are in no way equals - we are in fact not equals. We are - hmmm! - unequals.” –>

574

Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 9:50 am

“Eh, I’m tired. Maybe he is from the International Pretentious Association, and he’s here to remove your goatee.” –>

561

Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 5:27 pm

“All right, then, before we jump in to rounds, I see it’s time for my annual cologne intervention. Lonnie, you’re killing us. And, honestly, what’s the point? D’you understand that no matter how badly you wanna get freaky with Karen, here, that’s just not going to happen, and here’s why: She thinks you have the body of a fetus. Oh, Karen, did you tell me that in confidence?” –>

560

Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 5:24 pm

“Whoa! Bob Kelso here before noon? They’re either giving away free doughnuts at the cafĂ©, or there’s an Asian prostitute convention in the I.C.U.!” –>

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Filed under: Put Downs — Tomek @ 5:04 pm

“I was in a costume, too. I went as someone who doesn’t make a fool out of himself. How’d you not get that?” –>

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