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August 7th, 2010


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09:02 pm
Nine days ago. I was at one of the long-term acute care hospitals that we use, in a fairly blue collar neighborhood of the Inland Empire, and I was walking along in my doctor coat behind three rather scruffy, unwashed men. They paid no attention to me, and apparently had no idea how loudly they were actually speaking.

I paid them little attention until one of them said: "I stole a car once where the back seat was filled with dildos! When I saw that, I dumped the car and ran. I mean, what if I got caught? I didn't want to get caught with all that in the car? What would the guys say?"

What indeed?

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From:mycroftca
Date:August 10th, 2010 01:58 pm (UTC)
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I mean, really, that's logic, isn't it?
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From:jennifleur
Date:August 10th, 2010 02:19 pm (UTC)
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Sure! Because we all know the answer to his question is, bend over. ;^)
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From:mycroftca
Date:August 10th, 2010 03:18 pm (UTC)
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I can see why you'd say that. However, very very scruffy/dirty/disheveled...
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From:jennifleur
Date:August 10th, 2010 03:24 pm (UTC)
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Not sure how picky those prison boys are.... besides I'm pretty sure they hose 'em down before they lock 'em up.
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From:mycroftca
Date:August 10th, 2010 07:03 pm (UTC)
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They're usually reasonably clean by the time I've seen them in the hospital...

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