Well, I haven't seen everything, but...
Headlines in today's Scotsman online were more interesting than usual. I have to say that this story is one of the most odd that I have heard in a while. Makes me long for the days when, as a wee intern I would wander around the hospital finding out more strange things than one might find in Ripley's Believe it or Not, only to be told that it was really somewhat common. This one- not so common. And freaky too!
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Wow! Like all pregnancies, definitely a God thing!
Mama
What freaks me out and makes me sad is those poor hermaphrodites. What could be worse.
that is amazing - i'd never heard of such a thing
steven, not much, i'm afraid
whoa! freak show- two headed people are only supposed to be camp-presidents and things like that. Everything else seems to be treatable. I mean even the bearded ladies can get treated these days, thanks to those egyptian magical weavers...
Don't laugh--Drudge has a photo of a two-headed baby today. (No kidding.)
I have to agree with you, e. Two heads are not better than one in real life. I mean it's nice to have a soulmate, a playmate, a roommate, and even a checkmate, but a headmate/shouldermate? Not my idea of a good time.
Well, your link showed darn good photos. Freaky. But now the girl will go on with life. But hermaphrodites? They can fix you outside, but what are you inside?
Awesome.
Plus, you wrote the one sentence in which I first saw 'jones' as a verb, and as a verb being verbed by God. (And the preceeding is my first time to see 'verb' used as a verb.)
Really? You've never heard of "jonesing"? Or would that be an adverb in that sense? as in "I am jonesing for a cinnamon roll right now."
Ah- the gerund. slipped my mind. Strange, when I find that learning Spanish has actualy improved my English grammar (though not my spelling!)
I think you're right on that, e. Good pick up.
God determines what our insides are. Its obvious that Dennis' are gonna be CinnamonRolls. Although its not Scriptural, "You are what you eat"
And you told me Donuts were bad for my brain. Sigh. Doctors make the worst patients.
I think it would be worse to share a bathroom...
hey, what happens in los baños stays in los baños...
Denise, you have now achieved Apt pal Level III
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