Friday, September 03, 2004

What the hell...? Now I have to sit through commercials for a brand of hip replacement prosthetic?

Apparently the orthopedic surgeons are no longer qualified to choose what is right for you- the TV is! Jack Nicklaus can tell you exactly what to have permanently implanted in your body. I'm sure he's read all the peer-reviewed literature on the subject. He's like, a famous golfer, so that's got to mean he's way more qualified than some schmoe who's dedicated his or her life to the study of the field.

Maybe the crazy-ass hippie with the white-person dreadlocks and the mosiac and barbie head encrusted car is right. I should kill my television.

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