Bliss by Harry Bliss for September 27, 2022

“In the refrigerator.”

Too late to change doctors!!!

Not what you want to hear on the operating table.

Siri – “Hart? In the forest.”

Operation on the Tin Man…

San Francisco.

Practice makes perfect …

Ruh-roh!

Siri’s answer:" Home is where the heart is."

‘’My heart is in my Cucina, Darling.’’

In my mouth, at the moment.

I hope the patient is fully under.

With these doctors, they are fully under and may never wake up when following AI directions. It’s a sign of things to come even if it is a comic strip.

It’s no wonder that they double tag limbs prior to surgery so that they work on the correct one.

They appear to be on the right side – and there are a very few people whose insides are backwards, and their hearts are on the right. Nevertheless, I think I would wake up on the table and run like the wind!

Just past the stomach.

It’s that thing you called a gall bladder. It’s in the tray the nurse just threw out.

In the deck with the spades. diamonds and clubs.

In one’s chest.

My mother taught my sisters that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Or stab up under the rib cage if they’re really serious about it.

This does not inspire confidence. Bet the patient will be glad he slept through it — if he lives.

Siri, why does social media make you stupid?