vicodincrutch: (t-rex attack)
So. You like cute.

How about tularemia? That one is just delightful. See, it's an infectious disease that can be transferred from dead rabbit tissue through an open would or saliva. Or even bunny droppings. This rascal of a disease creates ulcers, inflames glands and can last beyond four weeks. Not cute?

Aww. What about Powassan? It's got a 60% survival rate, it's symptoms are simple enough to be confused with many other conditions that it being disorientation, sleepiness and in some casses semicomatose state of being. Couldn't you just die? Yes. Yes you could. I can't even keep up the sarcastic cute stuff. Seriously, don't you people ever use your brains? This doesn't even cover rabies or ticks. Who really goes out to grab animals because they can?
vicodincrutch: (Default)
Does anyone want a clock with screwed up numbers? While under the influence of a curse I bought four. Two of them are still in the package. You know you're interested.

For more pressing business, the artifacts Dr. Wombatus listed need to be back at the hospital. I say need not because it's a personal want of mine. It will be for your self preservation. The cops are on your trail. You're as good as doomed.
vicodincrutch: (look at our options/take it to the white)
Do people really need a curse to say what they hate? Or WHO they hate? Don't tell me yes. Everyone hates. Everyone lies. Everyone lies about what they hate when they hate it because they hate to hurt people's feelings. What if they cry? Oh no! Dish it. Take it. Own it.

I don't need any curse to say that I hate it when I have a craving for a hamburger on nacho day.

Private to Inarra//Unhackable;

In the mean time, because I'm incapable of speaking to Santa Claus, Inarra Serra you and your space case cancer need to amuse me.
end;

Medical Clinic Filter//Unhackable;
I hate a blank white board. And no, this isn't an offer to play hangman.

Private to Wilson; Unhackable;
I need something to do.
vicodincrutch: (goofy/lolz)
Good? Nice? This year I've been a saint.

I haven't fired anyone. I haven't been caught breaking and entering. I've made leaps and bounds educating the young. My amnesty actions with the Irish are on Peace Prize grounds. Let's not forget my impact on the Hispanic community: gracias, Caspian.

But enough about me. I'm curious to see what I'm getting out of it.
vicodincrutch: (looking up/dun squish/message from above)
If you're dumb enough to take candy from strangers, take as much as you like.

No, I don't like you. No, I don't love Wilson. Yes, I am a robot. No, I'm not English. Yes, I think that Chase has pretty hair. No, it isn't that pretty. No, I don't like you. No, I'm not sorry. The answer is Cuddy.

Now that that is out of the way you shouldn't have anything to say.

[ooc; Oookay guys, 4th wallin. Anything past season 3 is gonna fade away from memory at the end of the curse. UNF.]


vicodincrutch: (sigh/don't know=don't care)
My fall-guy.
My dingo.
My care bear.
My pain in the ass.
My leprechaun.
My lunch.
My clinic, my rules.

...My God is this getting old.

[ooc; bbl! I'll pick up backdated tags!]


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