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"You've never seen an apartment as filthy as this guy's place. I wonder if our actual patient (the one we were called for) is going to like this."
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turns on his big portable tape player and starts the Quacking Rouzy stuff. still belching like a whale, engine screaming in second gear, Y. "Anyway, you're not going to believe this, but these guys just dumped both kids and the moped in a big rubbish bin a few streets further. I had no idea what this stuff would do at this point like I said." is still yelling at him, but busy finding a needle so that he can 'wipe the kids brain'. Then he grabs the girl, wipes her face in the snow, and empties a half bottle of Slivovitz into her mouth. backs up, twists the moped some more, and nearly lands on the boy's head when he drops out of his seat. yells at him to stop the van and I run back to the kids with him. is belching like a maniac from the *** and I don't think he even noticed anything. The boy is thrown forward in a neat arc, the girl receives the handlebars in her face. because the stretcher hardly tips when they do stairs small guy on one end, big guy on the other. downs an entire bottle of *** (cheap Underberg knock-off - a kind of stomach soother, basically alcohol with a few herbs) and a handful of pills of his own, and we take off for our first call radioed in 10 minutes earlier."
He also had lots of laxatives, but I'll tell you that later. called it 'brainwipe' - 'Tipp-Ex for the brain'). I'll give you the equivalent names, cause generics have different names here: Xanax, Prozac, Librium, Valium, and what you call the joose (Y. fishes half a dozen pill bottles out of his banana bag (fanny pack).
Quacking Rouzy WANNA DIE, Quacking Rouzy WANNA DIE (singing along to Cracklin' Rosie) If you fuck with a Neil Diamond fan he will kick you out of his heart without alimony I'm a Neil Diamond fan cause his albums came out on the best cassettes, transparent
the Beatles were okay until they did that disco stuff with the high voices they don't see the moon in Australia cause it's on the other side of the Earth These guys were pretty fun crazy in my eyes, but you judge:" "You know I don't mind crazy as long as it's fun crazy.
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Just enough space for a stretcher (simple 2-pole and a cloth in some horrible red-brown-yellow), and shoved against the cab were 3 crates of booze and a huge bag full of needles and stuff. It had like a big wooden medecine cupboard on one side panel and 2 spare wheels on the other. "I had to ask 10 times to show me the sick compartment in the back. downed 2 cans of cold beans in tomato sauce from an american(?) army ration - this guy is nuts about everything american the bourbon was his idea and he told X. "They wanted to stop for a snack first, so we drove to this tiny park behind the ***. was like those american wrestlers with no brow and tiny ears he said he was in the army but the way he fucked up later I wasn't so sure." That guy looked exactly like that jealous guy in the Amelie Poulain film, with the laundry iron face. "I got on just around the corner from what they called the multi-purpose emergency centre, and Y. I thought it was an excuse for groping (oh sorry, hand slipped off the stick, blah blah), but X., the big guy (I guess at least 120kg) never shifted gears actually. So these guys were going to let me sit with them between 1am and 5am they had this old Mercedes lorry with a big bench in the front. I had to tell *** and *** 4 times and they wet themselves from laughing each time so I'm sure I could sell it." "Okay, listen, I promised them not to use this (they gave me the money back and all) for obvious reasons, but I really regret it. It's a pretty faithful transcription, but I did cut repetitions and interruptions. I transcribed and translated the talk from German dialect (we met when we were both living in the Rhineland-Palatinate region for a while), which neither of us masters completely, so there may be a few gaps in places due to line noise and language barriers. She was trying to get press work as a free-lance journalist and had made a deal with an ambulance crew to accompany them at night in the roughest districts in return for a few hundred US dollars and a case of Jack Daniel's. The friend's from Ukraine, but after listening to the story again I'm not 100% sure this took place there, as she was moving about a bit at that time. I started taping the conversation with her consent after a lengthy preamble - she asked to clean up any direct references to people or locations, cause she promised the people involved never to make this public one of the guys is still working. She told me this over the phone after I mentioned the joose. Here's what happened to an acquaintance of mine a few years ago.