My da** Broca Region's misfirin' again!!

 

I usually keep it pretty clean. Always have. Even with growing up on a farm, foul language just never really got the best of me. When I left the farm at 17, I became a sailor for a few months. That didn't phase me either. If anything, my language got cleaner. 

So, why is it that in the last two weeks (2nd year of medical school started two weeks ago) my brain has been more profane than any place I have ever been? It's as if a little, filthy mouthed sailor is kicking back in my melon, telling me what to think. I took a test yesterday and when I got to question #6 all I could think was, "Beep! Blip! Beep, beep! Beeeeeeeeep!!!"

Unfortunately, I feel that I have come up with some real winner/hilarious combinations. I don't feel right sharing them, so I'll have to keep them locked up in my brain vice. Man, it's a good thing you can't sin with your thoughts.

H.A.L. 9000

Hello.

I recently updated my computer to OS X Lion. I went to Payson High School, home of the mighty Payson Lions. So I figured we were meant to be and that combined we would become absolutely explosive. BOOM!

During the process, I was prompted to update my user profile and password. I thought, "Wouldn't it be funny to change my username and picture to HAL's red eye and name." I did, and now every time I open my computer I am greeted by that deadly supercomputer. It's not a huge deal, but I get a little kick out of it every time.

The downside: my computer is now trying to kill me.