Two people pass a newspaper with a headline about Jimmy Carter's cancer diagnosis. Woman: Looks like he's met his match. Man: Cancer? Woman: No, Carter.
Nice, Jeff. So a diagnosis of cancer is a death sentence, is it? You understand that it’s not 1950, don’t you? Anyway, I’m sure you’ve cheered up a lot of people who are undergoing treatments AND their families. Nice work!
Nice, Jeff. So a diagnosis of cancer is a death sentence, is it? You understand that it’s not 1950, don’t you? Anyway, I’m sure you’ve cheered up a lot of people who are undergoing treatments AND their families. Nice work!