Professor Grey's anatomy class in our local teaching hospital where I was a student, left a lot to be desired. His sister was the matron, and a right old female dog she was too whilst his younger brother was the Chief Executive who managed to work the finances so that they kept it all in the family.
The old saying was never so true that there is no smoke without fire but the smoking gun was always pointing away from the Professor. In actual fact, so much so, that you could hardly see the blackboard where he wrote his words of wisdom for all the gunsmoke from the same smoking gun.
I always thought that he was the original Nutty Professor and thought of himself as the top dog in the television series, St. Elsewhere and to be blunt I often wished that he would take himself there - elsewhere I mean. He once even bought himself a walking stick and behaved like Dr. House. He didn't even look like him or for that matter any other doctor on earth. However, he was obviously facinated by the real McCoys and longed to be in their class.
It just occurred to me that he was a dead ringer for that cop in that old TV series. You know the one, the actor who later joined Phil Silvers in that old army serial. Yeah, that's it, it was called 'Car 54 where are you'. No, not the Phil Silvers the other one.
Hold on a second, what's the mad Professor on about now? What - you wouldn't believe it - you just would not believe it........
Any way, where was I. Sergeant Bilko, one of my all time favourites. You know something, the three members of the Grey family would have fit snugly into Bilko's platoon with Matron playing the plart of Doberman..................
2006-12-27 02:18:44
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answered by thomasrobinsonantonio 7
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The gunsmoke drifted slowly up to the ceiling. All was silent now, even though just a moment before, a wild fistfight had been raging.
"Just a minute!" yelled Abernathy, the man with the gun, who had shot at the ceiling. "Grey! Hitchens! Just what in tarnation are you two fighting about?"
"Well..." the tall one, Hitchens, answered. "Grey insulted my kin. All in the family. Not just the Hitchens, but the wife's family, the McCoys too. Said we weren't nothin' but no-good, lyin', cheatin' snakes and the world 'ud be better off without us. Cain't have none o' that, no I cain't."
"Grey... where's Grey?" Abernathy asked, putting his gun back in his holster.
"O'er thar," Hitchens shrugged. Abernathy turned to see nothing but a pair of boots.
"Good lord, Grey!" Abernathy cried, rushing toward the fallen man. "I shot the ceiling!"
Hitchens shrugged again. "I reckon he didn't know that."
Abernathy hurried to a phone. "Hello, Police?"
"This is the operator," a tinny voice answered. "Where is the emergency?"
"Over at the saloon. Can you send the nearest car?"
"Certainly. Car 54? Your position. Car 54, where are you?"
The crackly reply came. "Over by the old saloon. Where do you need me?"
"Right there, 54. The saloon."
"Righto."
The police car arrived in a matter of minutes, and Grey was rushed over to the hospital of St. Elsewhere. Doctors searched Grey's anatomy, and found he had had a heart attack caused by sudden and acute fright. He was still alive, however, and they put him in a bed for rest and recuperation. He was, unfortunately, unconscious.
The next day, though, as Doctor Wilkins was checking Grey's condition, the patient awoke. Grey panicked, thinking the doctor was Hitchen's father-in-law. "McCoy! I didn't mean nothin' by it!"
Doctor Wilkins suppressed a chuckle. "Keep calm, Mister Grey. You don't want to aggravate your condition."
"Aggravate... but doc! Where can I run when the real McCoys show up?"
The doctor shook his head. "You'll be fine, Grey. This is a hospital."
Grey moaned. "You swear?"
The doctor nodded. "You just rest, and soon you'll be going home."
A knock came at the door. "Visitors," a pretty nurse informed them. "Mister Hitchens and his family."
Grey gasped and fainted. Hitchens and his wife walked in, carrying a basket of flowers Mrs. Hitchens had picked out herself. They wanted to make amends.
"Aw, he's sleepin'," Hitchens grumbled. "Oh well. We'll jus' leave these right thar, then."
They left the flowers and let Grey alone.
2006-12-26 20:03:20
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answered by Lady Ettejin of Wern 6
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"Grey's anatomy should be kept private. I mean it really is something that should be all in the family. "I was just stating this to my brother who is no saint. Elsewhere in the room gunsmoke was just clearing. I guess those fake revolvers we gave the kids were the real mccoys.
"Oh no " said my brother. "Now the police will send a car."
"54 and where are you?" asked my mother. " Still having to explain things to the cops."
Hope that fill the bill.
2006-12-26 19:24:48
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answered by Bethe W 4
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