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October 6, 2005
Stacy: Personal Worst
"911, what's your emergency?"
"Yeah, I'm having these real bad stomach pains..."
"Sir, are you shot?"
"Naw, man, it's just my stomach, I think it's something I've eaten..."
"Sir, this is an emergency line..."
"Yeah, yeah, I know, I gotta emergency...oh god, the pain!"
"Sir, what did you eat?"
"Blue eggs."
"Sir, where did you get blue eggs?"
"Dunno, they came out of the can that way."
"The can...you ate eggs from a can??"
"Yeah, the mini-mart was having this sale, $.99 cents..."
"Sir, stay calm, the ambulance is on it's way... But I’d be prayin’ if I were you."
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