Still feeling sorry for myself ...

[dizzojay]

...and when I say still, I mean it as in my backside has not left the couch all day ...

I have a wet red nose and a very husky voice.  Now there's a vision of loveliness :)

One the subject of which, here's an irritable, nervous Dean for your reading pleasure ...

SHOT

Rating: K+
Genre: Humour
Word count: approx 100

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my poor inadequate mind

 

The 'Orchards Medical Centre'

"Dean, will you stop fidgeting?"

"I don' see why I've gotta get a friggin' shot!"

"Because that witch's cat bit clean through your finger, that's why!"

"Dude, have I got Rabies? Am I foaming, AM I FOAMING?"

"It's a tetanus shot, bro'!"

"So, I'm not foaming?"

"Nope, no foam."

"So, why've I gotta get a shot then?"

"Because Tetanus can be bad bro'!"

"How bad?"

"Real bad; painful muscle spasms, your jaw would lock up!

"Wow! Just think, I wouldn't be able to talk!"

"No dude" …

"Hmm … hey Dean, wanna skip it and go?"

"Bitch!"

xxxxx