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So, we have had threads for haiku's and porno titles. In honor of Febrifuge and his post in the pathology thread, perhaps some of you creative types would like to start rappin' about life in the ED.

Here is Feb's soon to be classic muscle physiology rap: 👍

Actin is the moleule that acts like a stacker
Tropomy'sin squeezes it, won't let it be no slacker
Contract and release, like a sweaty bare-backer
The system is so sweet I could spread it on a cracker.

Calcium's the ion that inserts like it's bonin'
Kickin' tropomy'sin like the hoes I be ownin'
Workin' on your muscles like DeNiro starred in "Ronin,"
Pull that slack up, b!tches, when we bind tro-po-nin
 
Not me. I just copied Febrifuge's post from another thread.

If no one wants to play...at least its another post towards beating the path dynamic duo.
 
Hey yo sick bum, wit ya finga on da trigga
Playin like a gangsta wanna shoot anotha n-gga
in my trauma bay, makin me drop the tube
pushin the sux, no luck brotha you aint gonna move.

And yo posse, in the room next to me
wit de blood stains on the rags and shiny gold teeth
feeling lucky, almost got away clean, 'cept for
the break up in your femur and the bullet near your brain.

OOOH snap, here come da boys in blue,
take yo ass up to the OR meaning my work is through,
so out the door, cold trippin to the pods I go,
wit da ultrasound wand to scan the loud cryin' ho.

Feelin a headache? pressure gettin high on yo backside,
gonna pump yo IV full of lasix and maxide,
get yo pressure down, I'm gonna tell you straight,
now start taking yo meds and don't you make me wait...
 
Pretty gritty, Niner. In true OG style.
 
come down to the ED where the ho's are fly
They got itchy cootchie and they don't know why
They say their baby daddy wouldn't be cheatin
(and if they tried to ask him they'd be hit with a beatin')
Just give me some 'cillin, doc, and mind yo own bidness
or I'll punk yo little ass like you've never ever witnessed.
I kicked the bi#ch out on her big wide butt
It bounced off the curb, I 'bout bust a nut!
Go on home ho, you little sleazy little skank,
If you come back you betta bring a tank!


I moved down one bed to the drunk guy a layin
He smells so stinkin bad, makes me feel like prayin'
"I've only had two beers, doc I wouldn't lie
I don't know why that dude hit me in the eye.
I feel really bad, I mean I be hurt
I need some good drugs, but morphine don't work.
Advil and vicodin don't work at all,
and tylenol brings out a rash on my balls.
The only one that works, the one I really need
Is one of the two that begin with a D
Dilaudid or demerol, or both if you got 'em
They make me feel like my liver's not rottin."
The dude started coughin, spittin some spew
there was only one thing left for me to do,
I pulled out the sux and I put it in his vein
then I put the punk down like he was hit by a train
I got the scope out and I put it down deep
I cocked my wrist a little and I broke out his teeth
"Sorry" I said as I shoved the tube in
But you came to the wrong place fo seekin' my friend.
The I did what I thought was right
I called the surgeon down and made his night.
He needs to be admitted, boy, and that you'd better do
Or some scummy lawyer will come and sue.
I smiled to myself as he began to moan
Cause my shift was over and I got to go home.

Word. :horns:
 
Somebody call Dr. Dre and get that dude a contract.
 
Once again, I'm reminded of why I chose this specialty. Really, as I frequently tell my family, it was for the high class of people I get to work with. 🙂

Keep 'em comin'!

Take care,
Jeff <- narry a rhymin' bone in his body
 
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