Two Weeks!!! Good grief, do you get to wear a pink tutu too?
Back in the olden days, after walking 10 miles to the doc's office ... uphill ... in the snow ... barefoot, he gave you a slurp of Old Croke then sterilized the tin snips and spoon with the rest of the half pint, stuck the spoon down your throat ... snip snip... tossed the meat to the cat ... heated the spoon ... cauterize the wound and sent you home in time to help with the evening milking.
Man you kids have it way to easy.
