Monday, June 05, 2006

In the words of Frankie Goes To Hollywood

"Hit me with your lazer beam"

Yup; it seems that years as a miserable pleader have finally paid off... the hospital has agreed to treat me today.

It will mean much sitting around, much bad karma (as I pray for a cancellation - c'mon granny don't wake up) and too much time in a hospital 'gown' but I will get tested today and I will get zapped.

Treatment I think will be like that scene in Dr. No (was it Dr. No?) as the laser heads up between his open legs and towards his crotch

"Do you expect me to talk?"

"No Mr Bond, I expect you to die."

Hurrah!

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