First the doctor told me the good news: I was going to have a disease named after me.
Doctor: Someone who practices medicine but charges as if he knew.
Cold: An ailment cured in two weeks with a doctor’s care, and in fourteen days without it.
Virus is a Latin word used by doctors to mean “your guess is as good as mine.”
Optometrist: A person you have to see.
He’s a fool that makes his doctor his heir.
A male gynecologist is like an auto mechanic who never owned a car.
Isn’t it a bit unnerving that doctors call what they do “practice”?
Chiropodist: A man who makes money hand over foot.
I told the doctor I broke my leg in two places; he told me to quit going to those places.
I have a long track record of really horrible relationships and a divorce behind me; so I’m not the guy to ask. I just got really fortunate with this one.
Family, to me, is most important, and I can’t wait to have one of my own, but I am not going to rush into it. I don’t want to get a divorce. I want to take my time, do it once and get it right.
My advice to Hillary would be to divorce that chump.
Under Tunisian law, a woman can divorce her husband. Total equality.
Divorce can be tough when the woman is the breadwinner. But the Lord can make the dark light.
People don’t just stop playing Facebook games. They divorce them.
I decided to write about the myths of divorce.
I got a divorce eleven years later on the grounds of cruelty, which is still not easy in England.
I had a really kind of yucky divorce and it was really challenging to get over that.
The divorce is a regret of mine and my mum thinks that we should have stayed together. He’s now remarried so there’s no chance of us getting back together.