I visited my doctor yesterday for a routine checkup. All right, visited may not be quite the right word. It's isn't like we threw steaks on the grill and hoisted a few, you know.
"You haven't had a tetanus shot in awhile. Let's get a tetanus shot," the Doc told me.
He talks like that when he thinks I need something, but he never joins me. 'Let's see a cardiologist' or 'Let's go get four quarts of blood drawn' or 'Let's get bonked on the head with a mallet' he'll say. Yet it's always only me.
I didn't mind so much until the mallet thing. But I can't completely remember what it was for.


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