Gaywalking in a
happy way, the patient entered the
doctor's waiting room and sat down until his name was called.
-Exhale,
the doctor said, and the patient breathed out beer-smelling air, as it was to
be expected of a laybar party person
who used to meet and drink with friends in a pub.
He admitted that he was a bit tipsy, but thought
this condition would be evernescent
and, therefore, would quickly disappear for good if he so desired. Add to it
that he was highly esteamed by his group
of pub friends.
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