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11 comments:
One of our regulars recently called to report somebody stole his wallet. When we got to his house, he said he wanted us to go get him chicken wings.
Don't you wish you could cuff him? (On the side of the head?)
"I don't get it. It worked in the commercial. And the EMTs were all beautiful girls in bikinis."
"But it's so much colder when an emergency vehicle brings it, since they don't have to stop at any lights."
That's the worst thing since the Tastes Great/Less Filling Riots of 1987.
"I offered them twenty dollars and some change to sit with me, and they didn't go for it, so I figured, maybe if I have some beer..."
"Mayday, Mayday!"
This is the Coast Guard, what is your emergency?
"We're out of bait."
massive entitlement-itis
That's awesome. I guess officers could supplement their incomes in times like this.
If he was one of your patients, he'd have called you and asked for a prescription for beer to be called in to a pharmacy that delivers.
I never got asked to run for beer, but got a couple requests to supervise parents wanting to give their kid (and his friends) some alcohol.
Um...so many ways no, lady.
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