Dr**. Burns was disgusted when Sundar staggered into his office thoroughly inebriated.
He looked at him severely. ****“What happened ? I thought we were going to lick this problem by cutting you down to just two drinks a day.” Sundar dragged a finger across his chest. “Cross my heart, doc, I … I did as you asked.”“Impossible. If you had, you wouldn’t be in this shape.”“No, honestly!” ****Sundar replied. **“In fact, when I left here the other day. I went to another doctor for a second opinion – and he prescribed the same thing!”
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