Gimme a M! Gimme a R! Gimme an I!
MRI-call! I got it! On the first day of my vacation, even, so I don't have to shift anything to go there! Happines comes in big, claustrophobic tubes!
And I have my doctor's appointment concerning it on monday of the week we're getting married. So by the time we say I do with our original faces, I will know whether I get a plastic one or not. If I don't get one I'll go on a killing spree be sad.
They have to give it to me because I could easily find a gun really need it.
JOOOOOOOOY!