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by gcanyon
612 days ago
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I had a similar trip to the blood bank once: I rode my motorcycle from Palm Springs to San Diego, straight to the blood bank, on a cold January morning. As usual, they took my temperature. It was 95-something. They said, "Are you feeling alright?" I said, "Sure, I should have worn better clothing for the ride down here, but I'm fine." They conferred, then took my cold blood :-) |
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