- How did you even get out of bed?
I don’t know Norman, maybe because I have to.
- Are you any pain?
Nope, absolutely none Bertha… *insert eye roll*
- But you don’t look disabled?
Well, you don’t look stupid Agnes, and yet, here we are.
- But wait, how’d you do that? You can’t do that?
Watch me, Alvin.
- Have you tried *insert medicine name here*? It’ll help, I promise.
When did you go to medical school, Debra? I’m pretty sure my 19 pills a day are the best since you know a licensed doctor, who knows all about my condition is better suited for this decision.