One fish! Two Fish! Red fish! Blue fish!

One fish! Two Fish! Red fish! Blue fish! Christ where did Dr Suess get his doctorate anyway and what was his specialty and where did he get those animals. 65 Years and still can't

actually do medical doctorin'. or so said the screed agains the good seuss. meanwhile, the author was locked in battle against computer viruses, ironically red and blue ones.

"I wouldn't touch this with a ten-foot pole." said Doctor S., as he used his bowstaff to knock out the "viruses," as they were called, but which were actually naked mole rats infes

ting the server closet. This "Doctor" was sold as the best in the business, but watching him thrust his long stick back and forth, beating the hairy vermin, struck me

with a samurai sword because watching him I did not see his nurse come up from behind. But she attacked with the flat side of the sword so it was stingy but not deadly. I

sparkle in the glint of the noonday sun. Two sharp spikes jutted from the base of the handle into her hand, drawing her blood. Like I told her, samurai swords need blood! It floats

their boats. A samurai sword without blood is like a bucket without a bottom; like a tire without air; like a frame without a photo; like a donut without a hole; like a danish. She

knew she needed to get blood somehow. She thought about killing her captain...or maybe just injure him. No she would find something else.

Why didnt I think of that in the first place? She snickered to herself. She pulled out her IPad, & looked on Amazon, 3 gallons type A+ blood, check! & with Prime shipping?! Score!