Against my better judgement…

Love on the Internet

Profile photos of studio quality?

Lots of “lighting” and catalogue poses?

Random logos in pictures?

Variation in eye colour, nose size, entire face and body?

Luxurious indoor settings and exotic outdoor locations?

Wow…

You have obviously caught the attention of a professional model and should steam ahead full speed if you want to catch a ride on the crest of their wave.

Is it okay to medicate your husband without his knowledge?

Oh I AM planning on it.
If I ever WAS to re-marry Leroy Scandal then there would have to be some sort of “dress down Fridays” thing going on, but I was thinking more along the lines of Dr. Slutty’s Self Medicated weekends, whereby I mix up a couple of  drinks in my “home lab” and he instantly becomes more amenable. There’s no point being a Doctor if I can’t abuse the medicine cabinet, and of course the patients, once in a while.

Further proof that aliens exist

This highly sensitive photograph was obtained from sources that cannot be identified. The super technical recording equipment captured images that are not visible to the human eye, but here the footage has been slowed down to reveal the creatures performing mind control actions upon the defenceless American public.  Please be advised, if you wish to protect your thoughts and actions, then tin foil hats really are the only way to go.

Apparently I am dangerous and should be avoided

all because my second toe is longer than my first.

some crackpot professor “…
has conducted a far-ranging anthropological study
involving thousands of humans of both genders and
found a disturbing correlation between the length
of a person’s second toes and serial killing”.

so that’s it apparently.

Mirrored ceiling: a self portrait

The problem with places is that they tend to be full of people.
I mean, wherever I go, they are there.
This in itself is bad enough as I really had wanted
to have the whole place to myself, but it gets worse.
They say things. Out loud.

That’s when I go to my “special place”.
It’s entirely okay to kill somebody in my special place.

Alien Sex Abduction

My work as a Doctor really gained focus after I was abducted and molested by aliens.

I occasionally have flashbacks to their examination events, with hundreds of yellow eyes casting glances all over my body, as well as many a long suckery type things and various medical instruments and probey stuff.

The funny thing is, I found that I had a vastly improved medical brain after my return to Earth, so I really may have to thank them for my rapid rise in the Doctory ranks, and had nothing whatsoever to do with the name Slutty Poppins or my very short skirts.

I know there are SOME that are jealous I was chosen, and they invent all sorts of fake alien sex stories purely to titillate their readers, but I AM A DOCTOR! You can trust me.