The EMT, attempting to prevent me from going into a food coma after I ate too many soup dumplings: ARE YOU A PROSPIT OR DERSE DREAMER? WHAT IS YOUR SYLLADEX MODUS???
Me, peering glassy-eyed into the ambulance's ceiling light: Wuh?
The EMT, pressing the charged-up the defibrillator to my chest: THEY'RE UNRESPONSIVE















