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Date: 12 January 2009 18:52:09
As I lay in the chair and gazed into his eyes, mouth agape, and he muttered those soft sweet words of endearment ... "root canal filling needed"... the radio station showed a real sense of telepathy and soothed me with the world's most appropriate music...
"Do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?"
Reminds me of when I tuned into hospital radio to take my mind off the interminable wait to be wheeled down to surgery for my thyroidectomy.
"The first cut is the deepest"