Everytime I go to see a doctor, I wait at least three hours in the waiting room that has nothing to read except pamphlets for the different diseases I might be interested in trying, then instead of seeing a doctor I get examined by some student physician's aid who has no idea what they're doing. Seriously. Once I was positive I had Strepp throat, so I went to the doctor to get me some medicene, but the aid said the strepp test was negative so I must have "a bunch of canker sores" in my throat. This was because she didn't know how to do a strepp test, and I really did have strepp throat. I wish I would have sued or something, but I probably wouldn't have won.
And it's called Monkey pox because the rat that bit the prarie dogs (not regular dogs) either got in a fight with a monkey with the disease while it was still in Africa, or it got bitten by a monkey with the disease, or it ate a monkey with the disease.
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