If you challenge me to give up a car for the year, and television, a clothes dryer, a disposal...I accept. If you challenge me to live without you, I do so unwillingly. Fare thee well, sweet lover of mine.
Don't worry, I'll keep you distracted by bringing down a bunch of med students, forcing you to slave away cooking potatoes over a smouldering peat fire. In return, we'll sacrifice one of the students to the ghost of the yellow room.
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Don't worry, I'll keep you distracted by bringing down a bunch of med students, forcing you to slave away cooking potatoes over a smouldering peat fire. In return, we'll sacrifice one of the students to the ghost of the yellow room.
I was going to comment, "This does not bode well", until Peter came up with his compassionate plan.
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