It is appropriate that this incident happened in the early morning hours of Easter …
A guy gets brought in by ambulance when he was found “unresponsive” in the front yard by two relatives. According to one of the relatives, all had been drinking to celebrate the Easter holiday. Didn’t know Easter was one of those “drinking” holidays, but that is beside the point.
Relatives called 911. The ambulance arrived within minutes. As the paramedics rolled up to the scene, their headlights illuminated one man laying on the ground flailing his legs, another man holding his arms and pinning him to the ground, and a third man doing chest compressions on the flailing man.
“Thank GOD you guys are here!” says Moe.
“Is he stable now?” asks Larry.
“F***ers! Now my chest hurts!” yells Shemp.
“Looks like you saved him,” says the paramedic – between giggles. “We need to take him to the ER, STAT!”
Thirty minutes later … a lobby full of inebriates wanting to know if we’re going to transfer him to a specialty hospital.
I hereby refuse to work the night before Easter anymore.