Having breast cancer is massive amounts of no fun. First they mutilate you; then they poison you; then they burn you. I have been on blind dates better than that.
Time Magazine, Who Needs Breasts, Anyway?, Feb. 18, 2002. Retrieved February 1, 2007.
Having breast cancer is massive amounts of no fun. First they mutilate you; then they poison you; then they burn you. I have been on blind dates better than that.
Time Magazine, Who Needs Breasts, Anyway?, Feb. 18, 2002. Retrieved February 1, 2007.