Med-School is all about love and toys.
As long as you're in it for the right reasons.
What are you doing? I thought you were studying.
I am.
You're watching General Hospital!
(interrupting Sharon yelling at him) Hold that thought, I may have poisoned Pete.
Man, that is so unfair! On the one day I could really hate you, Pete steals my thunder!
Don't be mad at Pete!
Pete, I gotta tell you--
No, don't tell me now, I'm busy.
Busy? The cat's in the cradle, Pete. Before you know it I'll be all grown up.
Most architects, when they graduate they only have a bunch of blueprints. I am going to have a 12,000 square-foot resume.
Man! You're gonna need one hell of a manila envelope.
Socrates, meet Guy With Removable Brain! Removable Brain, meet Pete!
Nice haircut!
You know, Ellen and I always dreamed of having a son who becomes a doctor.
Bill. What about an architect?
Hey, I've already got a building. I need free medical!
You have an ethical duty to tell the truth.
Sharon, you work for a chemical company - you have no ethics!
Wait, you're not actually going to listen to him?!
Well...
Wait, this is Berg! The same guy who wanted to put a Bat-Pole between our apartments!
Yeah... But now he's a doctor!
He's not a doctor!
Am I the only one who knows what's going on here?
You are not alone, my friend! I was once the favorite, everyone looked up to me, and then along came the new kid on the block - Buzz Lightyear! Showing off all his fancy gadgets to all my friends; I was just a pull-string cowboy, how could I compete?
And then!
Oh, God!
What do you know, I get thrown in the toy-box along with Potato Head and Slinky Dog. Huh! To Infinity and Beyond my ass!
5.46: My roommate has just ingested four hundred times the daily dosage in just under twenty seconds. This will most likely be fatal. (Turns voice recorder off, then on again.) For me.
Listen, I might have poisoned my friend, and I need to know the side-effects. Yeah, it's a medical emergency. Hold- no, don't put me on hold! Don't put me on-- (singing) #and away! In my beautiful, beautiful... balloon!#
So, possible side-effects are sweating, stammering and... I'm sorry? He may become delusional? Well, what the hell kind of side-effect is delusional!? Haven't you people ever heard of diarrhea?
Okay, um, you're welcome. I mean, thanks. I mean, thanks for welcoming me.
You're welcome.
Thanks!
My intent was to accent the axial design with a more modern mininilism-- More modern mimilist-- Sorry! Um, a more minilist-- Well, just new and simple!
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