All right, listen up and listen good. I will kill anyone who tells Carla. That includes you, Mrs. London. I will save your life. Then I will take it away. Let’s get to work. Lonnie… are you looking at me again?

Everyone is annoying. I mean, take Jordan. She is just now returning from what I can only assume is her eleventh gynecological visit this month.

I was talking to you ladies. Newbie, listen to me. You never stop being annoyed by the little things. Take Gandhi here. Your wife is the bossiest woman I’ve ever met. Are you trying to tell me that you’re not bothered by that?

This is the dumbest conversation.

If Jordan were conscious, she’d… she’d agree. Now who put that fake arrow through her head? Huh? Which one of ya? It was me. I did it.

Joanna, now I’m not much for this sensitive crap. But darn it all, you’ve found someone who’s willing to let you annoy them instead of me.

Hey, look at what we have here. A representation of how alcohol affects different ages. We have the young…the slightly older…the slightly older still…and last, the very, very, very old. She is unconscious and virtually unwakeable. Witness.Jor-da-roo! Jor-da-licious! Jor-da-roni! Ha-ha!

I don’t know who you are, but thank you for this.

Jordan, why would you need seven Pap smears in one month?

I am just sick and tired of having to live up to everyone’s expectations. Lonnie needs a central line, you want me to help Mrs. London and every patient in this dump looks at me for some miracle cure. I mean, honestly, Carla, with Jehovah as my witness, sometimes it is just too much. It’s […]