Getting to the bottom of the problem...
So, I went to the doctor's yesterday to see him about my worsening glaucoma. After the examination, I told him I had this other problem with my third eye. I dropped my trousers and leaned over his desk.
"Piles", he said.
"That's a relief", I replied.
"What did you think it was, cancer?", the doctor asked.
"No. I've been bad lassing it, and thought I might have caught a STD".
A mixture of law, politics, autobiography and humour. Once described as "The Devilish Advocate" (Guardian), I do have the ability to provoke a response. Sometimes it comes from someone who uses a thought process, and sometimes from jerks usually associated with the knee.
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Saturday, August 23, 2008
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