Oh gee oh gosh oh my oh wow, I'm madly deeply unrelentlessly besotted with the girl in the hospital chair-bed-thing next to me this morning, my treatment went in like minutes.
But alas, she's married, bitch.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 16:42, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

I know she's having another treatment thinggy in the same place tomorow, would it be worth me overdosing and pretending I didn't get it today?

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 16:43, Reply)

No, bitches aint shit

(PsychoChomp, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 16:46, Reply)

....plus this one's 85 and incontinent.
Gonz you sick fuck.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 16:50, Reply)

Oh monts, every single time I go into hospital I fall in love, without fail.
They're so caring and kind, and/or need looking after. I wish the tube was like the hospital where you get to talk to people, everyone is so open, like you can say anything you want, but you don't say the grim stuff, but you could if you wanted.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 17:00, Reply)

The smell of piss and disinfectant turns you on.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 17:02, Reply)

gawd, no

( Lisette von Falcon, Thu 17 Feb 2011, 16:50, Reply)