Archive: Rex Morgan, M.D.

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Rex Morgan, M.D., 1/25/05

Whoa, no wonder June was unable to identify a human bone last week: if her freakishly extended arm in the first panel here is any indication, her body doesn’t actually contain any bones. Nurse by day … Elastic Lass by night!

Or, in this case, also by day.

I know medical professionals are all down on the way Americans eat now and everything, but I think if I were a preschool-aged moppet like little Sarah, I would be a lot less perky and endearing if my parents forced me to eat “Flakey Wheats” for breakfast every morning. I’ve eaten Cap’n Crunch and Cocoa Pebbles regularly for the past thirty years, and my I still have all my teeth and most of my pancreas, thank you very much.

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Rex Morgan, M.D., 1/21/05

FOR GOD’S SAKE, IT WAS A HUMAN THIGHBONE, OKAY? WE ALL SAW IT! WE ALL KNOW WHAT IT IS! THAT WAS ALMOST TWO WEEKS AGO NOW! IT WAS A HUMAN FEMUR! JESUS CHRIST, AREN’T YOU PEOPLE SUPPOSED TO BE IN THE MEDICAL PROFESSION OR SOMETHING?

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