DEPENDS?!?!?!?!

Speaking of bladder pressure and napping. Watch Mr. Empathy Man while I take a nap. Be good to him, OK?

Depends on what!?! LOL, have a good snooze, I'm right there with ya' (in spirit).

Someone will surely give Empathy Man some lunch while we take a rest.

*sticking toe into Empathy Man's string/chain arrangement*

Oh dear, he fell again.

Good idea AMN! Now, give him three valium, and in a half hour starting shooting questions at him while you have the TV blaring. If he gives you the wrong answer, or a dumb look, shout louder!!

If he still doesn't get it right, ask him if he's ignoring you or if he needs a hearing aid...

I can't think of anything to add to Empathy Man.

I just wanted to say that you guys are cracking me up!!

So let me get this straight, you have NO symptoms!?!!!???



faker.

Ruh Roh! Empathy Man's Ex-Lax is kicking in! Make waaaaaay!!!!!

Taffy! Get out of the bathroom!!!!!!!!

I think that candy bar you gave me wasn't chocolate was it?

As EM comes limping into the bathroom, Taffy sticks out her dainty little foot.

Trip........

Well, at least you are in the bathroom when you fall!

What are you holding your nose for? It was that AMN and her "Candy Bar".

Don't I wish!!

Okay, here goes...

Stick his legs in buckets of ice cubes, then stick a catheter in his arm and insist that he has to come in for three days and have a really yucky substance dripped into his veins that may or may not make him feel a little better, but almost surely will cause him to a) get no sleep, b) make food taste awful, c) bloat him up, d) make him irritable, and e) give him hives.

Then, have him begin choking on pills, food, and even his own saliva.

Finally, make him totally uninterested in sex (oy vey!).

Oh! Great idea! Now that he's suffering from duct-tape-induced ED, and Chris gave him a little pill, the IVSM will really throw him for a loop. Capital idea! It will be extra fun when the IVSM gives him that day of false energy, we'll keep an eye out for that and make sure he over-does it that day.

*tying a ligature around Empathy Man's neck*

Here ya' go, Empathy Man, swallowing is your new adventure. Today, I will also dump this jar of spiders into your socks, and I threw in some more hot needles for you.

These are your new shoes for today, they're cement. One weighs 85 lbs. and the other weighs 10 lbs. Have fun!

*firing up Dremel* okay, now I'm going to sand your fingertips down so that you'll enjoy that charming burning sensation, how's that?

Oh, one more thing, *produces a corset from dm's famous trunk of everything* I'm gonna give you a little hug.

*motioning to others*

I need a little help tightening this thing, ya'll.