[Things people may not know about the REAL me. Jotted down a few this past
week as I enjoyed the pain meds from surgery . . ]
I have a clear conscience. Or maybe a really bad memory.
I told my psychiatrist I’ve been hearing voices. He said I don’t have a
psychiatrist.
I discovered I scream the same way whether I’m about to be devoured by a
great white shark or if a piece of seaweed touches my foot.
The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But it’s still on the list.
I thought running for exercise was a good idea until I actually started
running.
I wonder how long I’d be on hold if my call wasn’t so important to them?
I didn’t say it was your fault. I said I was blaming you.
I always hit the bulls-eye. I shoot first and call whatever I hit the
target.
I tried to be normal once. Worst two minutes of my life.
I was disappointed to find out the universal remote did not, in fact,
actually control the universe. Not even remotely.
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Dr Bob Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”