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Speaking of EMT's and scissors. (Greg would approve this story)
I had a friend once- in a bike accident. He got clobbered by a car, and in the back of the ambulance, a very hot EMT grabbed her scissors and began to cut into his spandex.
"It's spandex" he said.
"I know" she said.
"No, really, it's spandex."
Snip went the spandex.
Sproing went the goods.
Many years later, he passed away. When I got hit by a car, I was sitting in the back of an ambulance. Enter a hot EMT with scissors...
"It's spandex" I said (smiling-thinking my friend's story, and how it had come full circle.)
"I know" she said.
Sproing went the goods.
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