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The other night I saw something on television that reminded me of a shitty IHS experience I had when I was about six years old. I started rambling until D asked, “What was the point of this story?” I had forgotten. Anyway, I just remembered what it was! The point was that I saw a doctor in the hallway that I thought looked just like Lou Diamond Phillips from La Bamba. It was the only thing that made me stop crying. Then I told everyone to leave me alone, marched outside & took a piss in the dirt lot in front of their building.