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J.D.:
Chief resident! Chief resident Dorian! Chiefy chiefy chief!
Janitor: What's that, your new, uh, cool guy walk?
J.D.: No, I have rocks in my shoe.
J.D.'s Thoughts: Wow, that's a lot of rocks. I gotta stop
taking that short-cut through the quarry. |
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Dr.
Cox: I'll try. You know, you're not looking as processed
and overly-medicated as usual.
Jordan: That is so sweet! |
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J.D.'s
Narration: I've never seen Dr. Cox and Jordan speechless
before. It was neat-o! |
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Turk:
What's up with these rocks!?
J.D.: HAH! You've been graveled!
Turk: "Graveled"??
J.D.: Yeah, it's a new game I made up this morning when
I had rocks in my shoes.
Turk: [thinks] I like it.
J.D.: Better than Play-Doh Pants?
Turk: Play-Doh Pants became all about the money.
J.D.: Wise! |
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Carla:
Miss Myers is ready to have her bandages removed now.
Dr. Cox: Who do you mean, dashboard-face?
Carla: Yeah, I think she prefers "Miss Myers."
Dr. Cox: Well then she probably shouldn't be checking her
e-mail while she's driving ninety miles an hour. |
