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Welcome to HillaryCare!

where a Dr. visit turns into a Sting song

We used to be proud parents. Now, thanks to the AAP, we’re “persons of interest.”

...Debbie is a mom from Uxbridge who was in the examination room when the pediatrician asked her 5-year-old, “Does Daddy own a gun?”

When the little girl said yes, the doctor began grilling her and her mom about the number and type of guns, how they are stored, etc.

...a friend in law enforcement let Debbie know that her doctor had filed a report with the police about her family’s (entirely legal) gun ownership...

Prize comment:

Sorry, but I don’t see a problem. The majority of problems occur as a result of undesirable actions being taken in the home, and yes, sometimes it is society’s responsibility to protect children from their parents. Sorry if that offends some of you, but if you didn’t have guns and drugs and other questionable or undesirable things going on in your homes you’d have nothing to worry about.

Whatever happened to “That is outside the scope of why I am employing you today.”

Folks keep forgetting:  the guy in charge is the guy whose name is at the *bottom* of the check.

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Posted by Claire on 10/04 at 06:39 PM
  1. “... you’d have nothing to worry about.”

    Few things set my teeth on edge like that line.

    OK, Mr Smarty-Pants, since you have nothing to worry about, we’ll just send the local constable and his merry men over to your house some Sunday morning to have a little look-round and a bit of a chin-wag.  If you’ve nothing to worry about, you’ll likely be happy for their company.  And a nice cuppa tea.

    Posted by ZZMike  on  10/08/07  at  01:07 PM

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