"It looked like he had been raptured! All his stuff was there and his computer was open, and his drink was melting, and there was just his half-eaten cinnamon roll...."
We are just a couple of lassies who say odd things and live in the Infirmary. We are polar opposites but together we are a fusion of fun times. Cheerio.
Edit: Sister Toaster no longer abides at the blessed Infirmary with the incorrigible Sister Shrubbery. Unfortunately, she still records misquotations and comments collected from all and sundry.
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