She woke up to her phone ringing in her ear,

She woke up to her phone ringing in her ear,

She rolled over and grabbed the handset. She answered, "Unn yeah?" The blackout shade rolled up to bright sunshine. "Sorry to wake you, but its three in the afternoon."

'Wha-?' she threw herself out of bed, hair a mess. 'Bloody hell.' she threw some clothes on and after a pause. 'So... any more news? On the mission?'

"The Mission?" asked General Gaspar de Portola. She hadn't been cleared by the Jesuit High Authority to know about the San Diego Mission. de Portola grabbed his lance and

-"Wait, wait, wait. Did you just say "grabbed his lance"? I thought I said nothing Freudian - no trains entering tunnels, no cigars, and for God's sake, no lances being grabbed

The other ob-gyns in the room turned and stared at the resident and wondered again how he made it through med school. "The vaginal cyst must be lanced immediately, otherwise she

will become the gushiest porn star alive!" This gave the resident pause, for what greater good was there: hers, or the porn-infatuated world? Finally, the surgeon decided

to sing Thunderstruck by AC/DC to the patient as this would assist in his demonstration of his air guitar skills. A nurse bumped into a machine which sent it flying across

the balcony & out into the swimming pool, right onto a robot-ridden horse. In the near future, health care can only be afforded by the rich & conspicuous consumption manated STYLE!