Doc in the Box

Photo by Christie Gretter

I’ve been kind of rough on Donald Trump, lately, so in the interest of fairness here’s a story about Joe Biden.

It seems the rigors of a presidential campaign are weighing on the president and Jill Biden decides she and Joe need a couples get away. They choose Savannah, southern charm, great food, an ocean, fresh seafood… Well, Joe and Jill no sooner get checked into the hotel than Joe is looking and acting strangely, confused, asking why there’s palm trees in Delaware and a big alligator walking through the parking lot. Jill knows she needs to do something and starts calling around, but the hospitals and doctors’ offices are all closed because it’s Friday night and there’s high school football. Jill finally finds an urgent care clinic, loads Joe up and takes him over. They check him out, draw blood and send him back to the hotel. About an hour later, the phone rings and Jill answers, "Hello?" "Miz’ Biden, this is Bobbie Sue over at the Doc in a Box. Yer’ husband's bloodwork is back and the results ain’t real good." "What do you mean?" Jill asks, nervously. "Well, Ma’am, some of that blood tested positive for Alzheimer's and the rest tested positive for AIDS, but we ain’t sure which is which…" "That's dreadful!... Can you do the test again?" asked Jill. "Naw, Bidenomics will only pay for one test." "Well, what am I supposed to do now?” asked Jill, thoroughly exasperated. Bobbie Sues hesitates for a moment and says, "Well, I’m thinkin’ you might load him up in that big limo, drive him out by Lazaretto Creek, throw his ass out of the car and if he finds his way back to the hotel, don’t fuck him!.. Y’all have a blessed day, now”….So, come and visit us in Savannah, we’ve got southern charm, great food and world class medical care!!!