"Get out of here, you idiot! You've ruined my LIFE! You'll be hearing from my lawyer once I've been to the doctor and found out how much it's going to cost to FIX this!"
The little bottle followed Jim out the door, hitting him in the back of the neck. Jim turned to leave, but then had a thought...
"Wait a minute... how many women out there have lost a breast due to accident or cancer surgery? This might be something worth a lot of money... and if Sharon really DOES sue me, I'm going to NEED it!"
Jim ran straight home and started working on perfecting his formula. He soon ran into trouble, though... the formula didn't seem to work on any of the laboratory animals he tried it on, not even chimpanzees.
"Damn... I need to know if Sharon was just a fluke! But where am I going to find women who will be willing to try this out?"
Fri Jul 3 18:58:00 1998