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Whoops

Bob is a grown baby Spoiled rotten by two doting parents They do not get along well Have been divorced for years Agree on only one thing Bob should be coddled and supported At forty, he has never held a job His parents pay for his housing, food, medical bills Bob will call his daddy and ask him to bring him a hamburger No big deal, for daddy only lives three towns away. His mommy will meet him in emergency rooms To yell at the nurses who are never good enough Bob uses emergency rooms the way we use M and M’s He has been in there six times this month He agreed to watch Dunder, Daddy’s dog over Thanksgiving Changed his mind and begged to go with Daddy to New York Daddy had to scramble to find a dog-sitter And had to buy Bob an expensive plane ticket For it was one of those last minute changes. He said “Bob, you cannot use an emergency room in New York.” The minute they deplaned Bob fell and hit his head. Daddy called an ambulance, now they are in the ER Whoops!

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