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I'm going off the rails on a crazy train ...
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Pituitary tumor, go to a halloween party, whatever.
I have no idea what it is I'm supposed to respond to. And I'm calling shennanigans on an ER diagnosing anything ... particularly what would most likely be a microtumor of some rarity ... in the midst of what presented like a behavioral emergency. ERs stabilize and dispo ... admit or discharge. Follow up with your regular doctor sometime within the next week ... Nuts die in ERs of heart attacks because they are known to be nuts, treated as nuts, and frank symptoms get ignored. ER doctors treat horses, not zebras. |
I call double-secret probation for PP and her wicked witch of a passive aggressive sister!
SO THERE! Nnyah! what a fukking load of bullshit today. |
My bullshit detector is ringing so loud it's disturbing the neighbours...
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We told you before we let it back in that if you wanted a pet troll for Halloween, you would have to take care of it. It would have to be fed, trained, and cleaned up after. But NOOOOOOOOO, you fed it then let it run around loose to crap all over the place. Adding insult to injury, you've made a lackluster attempt to clean up after it. There'll be no more Cellar pets for you.
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*skulks away*
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Ghostly Tampon?
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brooding brandy, contemplative carla, meditative missy, musing milly, pondering priscilla, reflective Rachael, ruminative rhianne
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Its a guy F3
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Terrifying Terry?
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Welcome to the Cellar, Jessica.
How about just Jessica? |
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