Positronic Emissions Tomography
I am getting a PET scan next Friday to determine if those lovely, lovely cells are multiplying. Yet more radiactivity oozing through my brain. It is such a lovely device - dark red crystals surrounding my pretty little head, humming, for a half an hour. So beautiful.
posted by Balázsy András at 8:55 PM
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I once made my dog promise me that he would never again need surgery. Not that he wouldn't get surgery, should he require it, but that he wouldn't NEED it.
Do I need to make a similar deal with you?
Is that actually what PET stands for? It sounds so... made-up. If it's gonna sound fake, let's at least make it fun fake. Polytheistic Ephemeral Toenail. Phonetic Eclectic Titillation. Pig's Energy Thumper. Penis Exaggeration Test. Take your pick. They all sound more fun.
Seriously, I'll keep my fingers crossed for you, buddy.
That, unfortunately, is EXACTLY what it stands for. It is the most precise diagnostic tool in existence today to determine if I have a brain. Other than SIC's disdainful smirk.
WHAT? I made no disdainful remark! Not here anyways... I mean, okay, I make plenty of disdainful remarks. But not about you.
Oof hot stuff.
Positively Erotic Toy
;-)
Best wishes.
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