Dedicated to the guy hanging out the passenger side of his best friend’s ride trying to holler at me while I was minding my business tryin to get my run on:
I don’t want your number (no)
I don’t want to give you mine and (no)
I don’t want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don’t want none of your time and (no)
– TLC
What’s with the anger towards the medical profession? 😉
I prefer people in open back gowns so I get a show 🙂