Hope for no sinkholes, et. al.; I'm headin' into the surgery center!
Wish me...happy organ harvesting? (Damn, I am hungry and thirsty...)
Anya ,'Sleeper'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Hope for no sinkholes, et. al.; I'm headin' into the surgery center!
Wish me...happy organ harvesting? (Damn, I am hungry and thirsty...)
Surgery~ma, Strix.
Good luck, Strix! I'm sure it'll go fine.
Wish me...happy organ harvesting?
Of all the gall!
No complicaitons-ma! Quick healing and good drugs.
Good luck, Strix!
Yo!
Bye-bye gallbladder! Then you can use that space to store things, like your keys, or an iPod.
Then you can use that space to store things, like your keys, or an iPod.
Wouldn't it be awesome if they took out the gallbladder and put in a pouch to store things! I have always wanted a pouch!
I imagine billytea would approve that - marsupial Buffistas!
And a fertilizer plant exploded in Texas.
A day after the anniversary of the 1947 fertilizer explosion that leveled Texas City [link] (In Annals of Government is Stupid, one of the main underlying reasons for the disaster was that the DoD classified ammonium nitrate as a weapon, even though at this point it was being used as fertilizer to win the hearts and minds of Europe, and therefore bags of ammonium nitrate weren't labeled as such and had no hazard warnings, so the people on ships full of ammonium nitrate had no idea there was a giant bomb beneath their feet.)
The warning really should be: "Beware the Ides of April."
I hope the surgery goes smoothly, Strix, and your insides stop troubling you.