Not a mullet blip*

If anyone's gong to give it to you straight, it'll be the child with frontal lobe dysfunction and disinhibition. As I left the room after seeing a patient today, he said to his mum, "you hate me. You didn't take me to the toy shop. All you want to do is talk to the ugly doctor."

Take that.

Edit: photo changed from earlier in the day. I seem to be developing an obsession with negatives...


*Patience, Raheny Eye, I'll find you a mullet blip...