I must have been one of those witches that lived in the mountains, who only came down to the village to have their dinner which consisted of new born babies, in a previous life. Or maybe it's because of my recent guffawing at a patient's diagnosis which read "open wound, buttocks"? How else would you explain Karma's enthusiasm in riding my ass?
My punishment happened just a few minutes ago. I was chewing my gum, rather energetically as I do when I'm on edge, when I accidentally bit down hard on the inside of my bottom lip!
You know what taste good mingled with gum? Your blood and a piece of your flesh mmmmm!
Does that make me a cannibal or a vampire?
Karma? I promise not to dine on newborns and/or make fun of people's butt problems. Are we square?
you mean bitch