Echoes of a Deranged world

     As the lorry driver got out of his lorry and stared at the blood drenched body of 12 year old Gary, analyzing the tattered clothes and the generous amount of blood spewed all over the road…he asked "Wei, U ok ar??"

      Gary then reacted to the question by turning his fazed gaze back at the driver, with sheer determinationall he managed to see the face of the driver who tried genuinely to give a look of concern… but all the driver ended up giving was a look which meant something like, "What the *%$#^&*" - insert a few choice ‘chinese’ words and voila! You have a clear picture of the situation.

      Although frustrated, the driver still played the role of a good samaritan and brought little( HAHA…yeah, little) Gary to the hospital.

      At the hospital the doctors then had

Gary

X-rayed (where they did find a rather miniscule chunk of greyish matter in his head…it turned out to be his brain) and put him through all the neccesary testing required( NO, anal probing wasn’t on the list ,YOU SICK PERV!).

       But all was not well dear reader…

       A few hours later, as Gary was put into the ICU for observation and placed on a life-support machine, the machine suddenly flatlined…and the hospital nurses went into action ( AND NO!!!the nurses weren’t hot chicks…your mind really needs a good washing doesnt it…hmm mm)

       Well, as the nurses started panicking and brought out an array of needles, a machine which looks alot like a mini-bbq and the usual ramblings of "OI, cepat panggil doctor, patient dah ‘flatline’ dah!!!!", the hospital staff went into frantic action…with Gary’s chest being applied with gel to prepare him for shock treatment( yeap, they were trying to jumpstart his heart)…when all of a sudden…

      "Huh? what’s happening?", asked Gary groggily. The staff were at first initially shocked but then after a few moments of awkward silence, the doctor walked over to the life-support machine which was still flatlining and proceeded to check the connection wire, which apparently came loose…and this caused the whole hospital staff on hand to sigh with relief…not because that the life of Gary wasn’t in any immediate danger…but because they avoided getting themselves sued for medical malpractice!!! ( and I think that frying a living boy alive would make a very strong case, dont you think?)

      So once again, Gary avoided getting his butt fried by a medically presitioned tool ( which I would aptly call it the JUMPSTARTER OF DOOM, since I dont have the slightest clue what the machine’s actual name is)….but that was just but the beginning of a series of misfortunate events for our young Gary…

     Sigh, but there is still more to the story, and it pains me to go on any further, so until next time….May the force be with you (please don’t sue me, Mr George Lucas!)