Showing posts with label The Mad Hatter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Mad Hatter. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

File No. 152

When you put it that way...
Jabberwocky: “I’m not a fan of skydiving. I don’t know what it is about it.”
The Mad Hatter: “You’re jumping out of a plane...with only a bed sheet to keep you from dying.”

Sunday, October 3, 2010

File No. 144

Except People Remember The Challenger
The Mad Hatter: “Those 7Up commercials fucking launched Orlando Jones’ career.”
Jabberwocky: “Orlando Jones’ career launched with all the success of the Challenger shuttle.”

File No. 143

Every...Single...Time
The Mad Hatter: “I have an idea.”
Rose Red: “Okay everyone, shirts off.”

File No. 138

lolz
Rose Red: “Did you just send yourself a text from my phone?”
The Mad Hatter (Setting Down Rose Red’s Phone): “No.”
The Mad Hatter’s Phone: *buzz buzz*
The Mad Hatter: “Oh, I got a text message from Rose Red. It says, ‘Oh my God! Hey!’.”

File No. 130

Turing the dial to 11
Jabberwocky: “We’re men today.”
The Mad Hatter: “I certainly hope so.”
Jabberwocky: “No…more so than usual.”

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

File No. 119

It Helps to Have Teeth
The Mad Hatter: “Whenever a bum looks like he wants to fight me, I just think to myself, ‘Bum…I eat every day.”

File No. 112

It's a Lie: They're Not Majestic
Jabberwocky: “The majestic med students approach the shore.”

The Mad Hatter: “Where they go once a year to spawn...and die”

File No. 106

Didn't Recognize You with Those Shorts On
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he Mad Hatter: “The patient is an obese white male with a history of hypogonadism.”

Internal Med Doctor: “I’m right here, you know.”

Friday, January 29, 2010

File No. 086

Squeak Squeak Squeakity-Squeak?
The Mad Hatter: “At this level of sound quality only a bat and a dolphin could have a discussion about its flaws.”

File No. 085

Summing Up All of Medical School in Three Words
The Mad Hatter: “This is asinine.”

File No. 084

That Third Moongon is Only the Size of a City Block
Roommate: “How far is it to the moon?”

The Mad Hatter: “Four Moongons.”
Roommate: “Okay, how far is it to the sun?”
The Mad Hatter: “Eight to nine Moongons. It’s a non-liner scale.”

File No. 081

Working Smarter, Not Harder
The Mad Hatter: “I’m just going to log the three patients I have that won’t live long enough for a follow-up.”

Thursday, August 27, 2009

File No. 073

Here, hold these and I’ll be right back…
Professor: “If it weren’t for the filtering of your kidneys, you could pee out all your sodium in two hours.”
The Mad Hatter: “That sounds like a challenge…It’s alright guys, I got this one.”

Sunday, July 19, 2009

File No. 038

It was either that or, “What are you doing here, Ronald Goldman?”
The Mad Hatter: “Juice is fucking great. The sooner you come to grips with this the better your life will be. Don’t fight the juice.”
Jabberwocky: “I’m fairly certain those were the last words Nicole Brown Simpson ever heard.”

File No. 037

The guys find a loophole in the alcoholism screening test
Jabberwocky: “Hey, Mad Hatter, do you ever try to cut back on your drinking?”
The Mad Hatter: “Never.”
Jabberwocky: “Do you ever feel annoyed when people ask you about your drinking?”
The Mad Hatter: “No, I just drink more.”
Jabberwocky: “Do you ever feel guilty about something you’ve done while drinking?”
The Mad Hatter: “I beat my kids, but I don’t feel bad about it.”
Jabberwocky: “Do you ever need an eye-opener?”
The Mad Hatter: “Does that fifth of scotch I had for breakfast count?”
Jabberwocky: “Yes…you have one positive out of four. According to CAGE, you do not have a drinking problem.”
The Mad Hatter: *Passes out*

File No. 017

And don't even ask him about Connect Four
The Mad Hatter: “I would rather chemically neuter myself than play the game Crossfire.”

File No. 014

It has to start somewhere
The Mad Hatter: “My roommate was Indian my freshman year.”
Jabberwocky: “By sophomore year he was straight up Asian.”
The Mad Hatter: “Indian: The Gateway Race."

File No. 009

The Mad Hatter explains the continued existence of Ashkenazi Jews
Morgan le Fay: “How do you guys live past the age of twenty?”
The Mad Hatter: “By marrying gentiles.”

File No. 007

Not surprisingly, Jabberwocky collects restraining orders like some people collect stamps
The Mad Hatter: “So the steps to the exam are: Inspection, palpation, percussion, and auscultation.”
Jabberwocky: “Right: Look, touch, hit, then listen. So…it’s like a date.”

File No. 003

Text messaging at its finest
Morgan le Fay: “The Mad Hatter says, ‘Fuck you, come find us, we are by a big log.’”