I turn the corner as an older gentlement exits the endoscopy lab
(for those who are not familiar with the medical language, it involves one's END, one's O, and a SCOPE).
He has this weird, uncomfortable smile, kinda of like, "Boy, that sucked...but something funny is about to happen"
As he passes me, he shouts into the waiting area, "Alright Johnny, your turn...Margerie will be proud." Hestitanly, up stands Johnny for his End-O-Scope-eeeeee!
Nothing like seeing two elderly men going in for colonoscopies to support each other.
Now that is true brotherhood.
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