Holy snikey! I totally blocked that out. I knew that. I remember knowing that, yet I'm sitting here, jaw on the floor.
Nooo! That is so not bueno. Not cool. NOT. COOL.
Med school, eh? Wow. I commend you. Of course, growing up with a nurse for a mother who finds it amusing when you do the squicky dance to the tune of one of her gross-out stories - let's just say I'm not a fan of the majority of bodily functions and the myriad ways they can go terribly, terribly awry.
Also, my friend Hyo could tell you stories, girl. STORIES.
And with that, I leave you an icon memorializing better days, when Joan and Adam were together and happy, and no one was bumping uglies with the new art girl.
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Nooo! That is so not bueno. Not cool. NOT. COOL.
Med school, eh? Wow. I commend you. Of course, growing up with a nurse for a mother who finds it amusing when you do the squicky dance to the tune of one of her gross-out stories - let's just say I'm not a fan of the majority of bodily functions and the myriad ways they can go terribly, terribly awry.
Also, my friend Hyo could tell you stories, girl. STORIES.
And with that, I leave you an icon memorializing better days, when Joan and Adam were together and happy, and no one was bumping uglies with the new art girl.