AKA Dr XXXX XXXX. On Monday. Let’s hope she can give me new medication for my brain cos this one is shit, reassure me this pain is not cancer and also do my regular cancer check and be all like “hurrah! no cancer!”.
Let’s all have a dance….
Or actually not. I can’t think of one that’s not misogynistic or by Katy Perry. Instead let’s have this song, which I was reminded by my dear friend Phil that we used to always play when we were wasted.
Oh COME ON. It’s a great song. Jesus.