Bloodsuckers

I get so tired seeing doctors. Part of seeing doctors is having blood drawn. This morning is a blood draw day and a seeing a doctor day. The blood draw is always a crap shoot depending on who draws the blood and what shape my veins are in. Bloodsuckers are important when you need them which brings me around to Anthony Weiner. I believe good ole Anthony is no longer an important bloodsucker. Lets see. He denies. He lies. He recants. He apologizes. He swears there was not any physical contact with the women in cyberspace. But what is with sending pictures of his package? First he was in his tidy whities or maybe tidy boxers. Now a photo has surfaced of the total bare package. Is it humongous or something? Why else would he be so fixated on photographing it and sending the picture into cyberspace? I am here to tell you that the story regarding men's shoe size and their penis size is a myth. Too many years of nursing laid that baby to rest. But maybe there is a correlation between the nose size and penis size. I never checked that out. Now with my diseases and no nursing I can't do a survey. But forget the package size issue. Here is my take on the whole "Weiner" escapade. The man's last name is Weiner and he obviously loves his weiner. Bill Clinton officiated at his wedding. I learned that tidbit on "Chelsa Lately", my favorite late night show. And last but not least his wife is BFF big time with Hillary Clinton. She travels the world with her. When you have the Clintons as role models for your marriage this is what you get. So I say, "Step down Anthony Weiner and send me a picture of your weiner. I just want to get an idea of the size of it."