Overheard in the waiting-room of Bloomfield Family Practice
Last Friday morning (December 14, 2007) I had to go to Bloomfield Famblee Practice to get a blood-draw for my upcoming prostate exam.
“Every time somebody says ‘Happy Holidays’ to me, Dora, I say ‘Merry Christmas.’ I figure I got a right.”
Each protagonist weighed about 300 pounds — I was afraid of the speaker doing the Kate Smith shake and belting out “God Bless America.”
“This country is being taken over by a tiny liberal cabal, and they wanna take all the joy out of Christmas.”
“First it was Hanukkah, then Kwanzaa; what next?”
“And they wanna get Hillary Clinton elected president. She’s Satan, ya know. I heard that on Don Imus.”
“And they want Santa to lose weight, and stop that ‘Ho-ho-ho’ stuff.”
“It’s awful, I tell ya. Next they’ll be against Christmas trees!”
“Every time somebody says ‘Happy Holidays’ to me, Dora, I say ‘Merry Christmas.’ I figure I got a right.”
Each protagonist weighed about 300 pounds — I was afraid of the speaker doing the Kate Smith shake and belting out “God Bless America.”
“This country is being taken over by a tiny liberal cabal, and they wanna take all the joy out of Christmas.”
“First it was Hanukkah, then Kwanzaa; what next?”
“And they wanna get Hillary Clinton elected president. She’s Satan, ya know. I heard that on Don Imus.”
“And they want Santa to lose weight, and stop that ‘Ho-ho-ho’ stuff.”
“It’s awful, I tell ya. Next they’ll be against Christmas trees!”
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