Cranquis and i have an agreement that allows me 3 guesses of his location per year. Unfortunately, I have used up my guesses for the year, so I can’t really venture a guess now. Also, my location guesses are based on my sleuthing of his blog and are between me and him (her?).
But I’m currently working on states between New York and California, if that narrows things down for you any.
Meanwhile, in Honolulu…
I think we should have a Cranquis code so we all can be sure that the doctor we saw at an urgent care location was or was not Cranquis.
I’m pretty sure I’ve said this before — if I ever have a patient who loudly whispers “True Story, KIDDOS” at me without breaking eye contact, I’ll confirm with the countersign of “Not true — everybody lies”.
(Then I’ll stab you in the thigh with 5ccs IM haloperidol, and dash out the exam room to warn my colleagues that my patient was acting delusional and had to be sedated for their own safety. You’ll awaken from a chemically-induced coma 3 days later, lying under a highway overpass, with the words “NO ONE WILL BELIEVE YOU” scrawled on your palms in surgical markey. When you stagger back to the Urgent Care where you last saw me, the entire building will have been converted into a Wal-Mart.)
I reblog this every time I see it, no question.
The fucking rhino kills me every time.
So my sister showed me this video and I decided I was gonna be a whale and I went to flip down and hit my head on her knee and she laughed more at me than at the video after that.
Majestic Motherfucking Creatures we are.
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This is the best post
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This is my favorite post on the entire internet.
Every woman here is marriage material.
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