A bizarre scene unfolded at the ER, as doctors

A bizarre scene unfolded at the ER, as doctors rushed around a talking propeller. He began: "Well, i was facebooking, and then I hit the 'Become A Fan' button" he groaned.

The head of the ER radioed the Royal Flying Doctor Service who were transporting a patient from Katherine to Darwin. The Propeller Fan in the ER went into a spin. Doctors debated

human emotions the same way insurance salesmen exchange jokes. The humorlessness slid down the ER's walls like a giant loogie. The head of the ER glanced at the patient

and felt nothing. He poked her in her exposed ulna. "Do you feel this?" "Yoww!" she reacted. The head surgeon ripped off his scrubs. "I wanna be the patient. I wanna feel! Cut me

," she squooshed up on the operating table to let him on & a passing porter cut open the surgeon's knee. They held hands & giggled. "Oi, you two. Matching scars is so 2006." It was

undoubtedly a Bradjolina moment. All that was missing was the children. As they lay there bleeding & giggling on the operating table, Nurse Vajajay came storming in. "Vat is dees?"

Some three years later, this story was folded again, under different circumstances than those under which it was started. The meaning shifted seismically, as a direct consequence.

about it." The old librarian paused to take a breath, his anti-earthquake propaganda falling on deaf ears at the ASL School of Interstellar Vernacular.

But the students had been able to read his lips. They decided he was totally mad and invited him into a padded room for tea. It would be a very long tea-time for him, indeed.