It was a crowded frenzy. Or maybe it was a frenzied crowd. Maybe it was both. It was a celebration of wild, unbridled, raw emotions gathered in thoughtless, mindless shouts, cries and howls, But enough about the party in Charlie Sheen’s Jacuzzi. Let’s move on to the slightly saner world...
“The guy in the lab coat stabbed me with a blade, did some sort of hocus-pocus on some drops of blood (MY blood!!) and with the air of a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, triumphantly turned to me and said “Your blood group is B+” Jesus! If he wanted to know my blood group, he could just have asked! There was no need for the torture!”from - Hamish Joy : Blood Donor, read the full article...
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