I heard what your son said about your methods, how you performed those two lobotomies at once, and then you checked on the welfare of those two female patients by tickling their ribs. You’ll never read this note, but I need to tell you that these words might be the creepiest I have ever had to write, as a woman. Before now, the oogiest doctor-patient interaction ever for me was the removal of the glove in the beginning scene of The Hand That Rocks the Cradle.
You, sir, trump that, by testing the efficacy of brain surgery and the status of anesthetics through tickling.
not a fan,
P. S. No. NO.
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