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Occasional ramblings by an anesthesiologist/mother (and sometimes her husband).

Sunday, July 01, 2007


Rest easy, friends. Apparently, after the apocalypse, when Fred Thompson has to fight hordes of radioactive cockroaches over the world's dwindling twinky supply, He'll still be able to call Chuck Norris on his iPhone.


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