Ralph was going through menopause. His doctor

Ralph was going through menopause. His doctor confirmed it and Ralph was terribly dismayed. "Now turn your head and cough," his doctor ordered, twisting Ralph's

nipples and laughing at how gullible he was to believe that a 19 year old boy could be facing menopause!The doctor gave them another twist and

shout around the dance floor. This doctor had no good moves, it was almost painful to watch. The spiked punch was starting to make everyone feel happy and gooey inside, and the par

o the other side of the old folks home so he could pretend not to have seen the fallen elderly. The doctor hated being a doctor and tried to avoid doctoring as much as humanly

possible. He was awesome at solitaire though. And not bad at minesweeper either, though it was inherently risky and the doctor detested that. Suddenly Granny Sue yelled "Help! Doct

toral thesis at 6 and 10 o'clock!" I quick glance at the radar confirmed what Granny Sue was yelling. I put my cigarette out in my coffee and donned my helmet while I cranked up my

Scooter and went to sit in the library to research my doctoral thesis. At 10pm I returned and showed Granny Sue proof I did my research. Folding stories helped me sleep, like usual

, but in the morning Granny Sue did not wake me up in time for class and I was late, cursing her all the way to the university, Late I found out she had died in her sleep. Good old

Granny Sue. She'd had a long life, beginning as a trapeze artist for an advertising company and later as private secretary for George W. RIP Granny Sue.