There are jobs you probably shouldn't have if you say
"oops" a lot. Neurosurgeon is
one of them. But you got through med
school, largely thanks to a number of homeless men who would "be your
hands for booze money. You only killed
two patients!
Well, today it's all going to catch up with you, because
today you're going to accidentally drop your Rolex into a man's brain. Not just any man, but Vice President Dick
Cheney.
Upon input of the watch, Cheney will reboot, his eyes tiny
red pinpricks, and his hand will shoot out, grasping at your throat. It'll clasp around you and hold you steady
there as Cheney beams hatred at you, his electronic voice squawking out:
"IT IS CHENEY ING TIME."
The horrible screech will be the last thing you ever hear.
Congratulations Clumsy Neurosurgeon!
No comments:
Post a Comment