Richard Thripp


“Where's your bed pan? ”


“Where's your bed pan? ”
“The nurse threw it through the window.”
“Someone must sweep up the broken glass.”
“I'm afraid of her.”
“Indeed. You could've been gravely injured if you had been using the bed pan at the time.”

Submitted: Wednesday, December 18, 2013

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“No physician in his right senses would prescribe for a person he has never met, whose medical history he does not know, a substance which is intended to create bodily change, with the advice: ‘Take as much as you like, but you will take it for the rest of your life because some children suffer from tooth decay.' It is a preposterous notion.” — Dr. Peter Mansfield

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