Dear MRI Machines,
You are giant and scary and loud. I do not like you. I fear/dislike you so much, that I (a late-twenty-something young woman) brought one Perry the Platypus into the procedure with me. I hope you're happy. The technicians I'm sure had a hearty chuckle at my expense after I left the facility. Do not judge me, MRI!
Perry the Platypus judges you.
-Not Curently Starving, but My Knee Hurts Like Hell.
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