The doctor, no longer chuckling, asked me to please sit down so he could tell me how to get rid of it. I came crashing down to sit on the chair, blathering, "How do I kill it? What's it take, doc? Where's the bullet? Give me a pill, do tricks! Make it go away!"
Ugh! Blahhhh! Yuck!!
What I would like to know, mouser man, is what makes you go searching for this stuff on the net? Shouldn't you work on your phd instead?
Heheh.(daren't read the article - i'm sure i'd start worrying about having a tape worm of my own.)
My reaction was neutral/positive (as in, funny-positive) most of the time. However!
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