This love heart that pulsed passion and fluttered and quivered daily in awkward agile anticipation has become clogged and congealed. Now, the HMO’s of love deny all requests for treatment as ‘not officially’ authorized.
I implore you to let me try folk remedies.
You refuse citing gross indifference.
The myocardial infarction occurs in a poorly worded text message renouncing any blame for pain and suffering incurred during the previous month’s experimental heart treatments.