i recently told my greatest surgical story to my new work buddies. they also live in my dorm, or do i live in theirs? i find it to be a very good ice breaker since it's quite amusing and i'm the only target of jokes after the story. but this surgical story has been forgotten for over twenty years. it was traumatic at the time when i was going through it and i guess that's why i never really remembered. i guess i now know how those war veterans feel. i'm joking, sheesh. their trauma is much more serious than mine, especially since i can laugh and joke about it. i dont know what caused me to remember again because nothing really triggered it. it was about 2 years ago when i was on the bus going to tokyo with a bus full of high schoolers when, all of a sudden, i remembered it. what? wait. i didn't mean it that... they asked... i'm not sick! you're sick! no, YOUR face is sick! your momma is sick!
if you wanna know the story, just ask me when you see me. or you can ask dr drew. he's the most recent recipient of the story and you'll never find him! muah ha ha ha.
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ok, you're gonna have to tell me now... will i remember it? Twenty years ago means that you were about 11?
by the way, watch it when you say "your momma"... because my mama is your mama.
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