#medicineadjacent

[unhinged-daily]

Met a lobster in a lab coat at the Dreamland Magical Malpractice Conference.

Introduced himself as “Doctor Zoidberg.” Shook my hand with a claw. Smelled like iodine and sadness.

We exchanged medical philosophies, like “Why not Zoidberg?”, and “Oops.”

Bonded over not being invited back next year.