lighting a candle* Doctor: When we find you a new liver.
Because some people appear bright until you hear them speak.
Lights out at nine, candles out at ten.
Rosalind Franklin's notes.
Rabbit Soup :D
Doctor: It is near about 10,000$. Patient: Well, what if we arrange the plastic
Him: Are you sure you're a doctor Me: Doct... No, I'm from IT.
You're getting on my wick.
A. Electricity.
A brain sturgeon.
None**. They operate in the **dark**.