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Not quite twelve, and I needed a catheter I had a bladder infection What’s that? She told, and I laughed at her The male nurse, she said, pretty rough That didn’t sound good, on reflection She said she could, good enough! ————— H/T to The One for the Job by Becky Forbes

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Date: 10/14/2022 10:11:00 PM
I would have grabbed her up too, just the word "rough" would have convinced me.
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Date: 10/14/2022 8:22:00 PM
I certainly hope this is made up cuz I suffer for your poor 12-year-old self if not!!
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Jeff Kyser
Date: 10/15/2022 4:27:00 AM
Ha, no, not made up, but a long long time ago!
Date: 10/14/2022 7:13:00 PM
Cute and quite clever, Jeff. Yes, getting the best person available is so important when having something like that done. It's easy to forget about the job in hand.
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Becky Forbes
Date: 10/14/2022 8:21:00 PM
"in hand" Milt? Nice play on words... heehee

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