Lady Liberty gets a T!!

Go Red, Jumpin Joe, Indians, and everbody else---BEAT ARMY!



The irrational yet irrestible urge to know or make known. The CC is a "club" founded by a small group of medical professionals, who have made a pastime of turning medical cases and discussions into medically irrelevant history lessons, philosophical rants, and displays of one-upsmanship. The official premise, since the "club" was named, has been to exchange and discuss various books, movies, and ideas. Sometimes we eat sushi.
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I am not familar with this particular play. I assume it is a reference to a bioterroristic offense having to do with smallpox on a blanket thrown into a band of Indians.
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