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Mumps, measles, my yearly circumcision.
And now my voice will get high and I'll sprout breasts and sit around all day in lingerie.
Fine.
Now, I've seen it a hundred times.
It's your tonsils, Chris.
Good morning, Mom.
I bet that would be the worst thing in the world, but you understand what I'm saying.
Just hop up on the scale, then.
What is it, Doc?
Watch.
See you tomorrow.
Oh, how I wish I was sweet Sharon.
Mr. Peterson, everything's gonna be okay.
I wouldn't worry about it.
What you got is a plain old simple run-of-the-mill sore throat.