Anyways, last week Lance, Larceny, Reasonable Peep, and myself volunteered to make some valentines for sick people.
Here's what we came up with:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Cancer's a bitch,
Sucks to be you.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I'm really sorry,
You have bloody poo.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Using a hotdog to masturbate?
Seriously, get a clue.
Violets are blue,
Roses are red,
I hope by the time you get this,
You aren't dead.
Apparently we were supposed to steer clear of inappropriate messages. Ooops.
5 comments:
I really could have used these back when I was working in critical care. My favorite valentine ever, though, was a valentine to the deceased by Scott Adams:
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Carboard is stiff
And so are you
I must say, this was one of the most entertaining events that I have actually been to (and I don't go to many of these). Especially when I could see the glares of others through my tears and laughter. That just made me laugh harder.
you guys should consider med school. you'd ace the classes in bedside manner
here's a new law blog. would appreciate if you add it to your links
http://allagainstall.blogspot.com/
i wanna be a law school slut too
not that you gals are. cool site for those who love bitches.
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