One of the guests at
the Thanksgiving dinner I attended yesterday was a doctor. Red or white
wine? He said grace, after which we got into a discussion about whether
or not each of us believed in a higher being. What kind of rice is
this? That conversation segued into the difference between being
spiritual versus attending a traditional church. Who's got the gravy
please? The doctor said that as a scientist he really believed there
was a greater force involved in our lives. This pumpkin bread is good.
After dinner, he got out his iPod and proceeded to play the porn
versions of several traditional Christmas songs to much headshaking and
not a little laughter.
Do you want some whipped cream on your, uh, pie?
9 comments:
Ah, there's always one, isn't there? Tina
Was he a gyny?
Hmmm. I don't think I care for the doctor. Loved the discussions, though.
You've painted a great portrait of that dinner. Here's hoping the doc isn't a Gynocologist.
I think I know that guy...........lol...........
At least he kept it interesting. Pumpkin bread...yum!
another reason on my list
of why I hate doctors
think I'll make some
pumpkin muffins :)
I see the AMA has changed the clinical definition of foreplay. At least you know he has his own supply of latex gloves.
At least you kept your focus!
xoxo
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