That Boy is Sharp as a Bowling Ball
I had planned to write a completely mindblowing column that would change your miserable, little lives forever. But I have to write three stories on venous thromboembolism in preparation for a dreadfully dull conference this weekend, so instead you get nearly seven minutes of Foghorn Leghorn.
Your mind? Effin blown.
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