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Floyd Elliot

Floyd Elliot
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Chicago, Illinois, USA
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January 05
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Floyd Elliot is species of rare vine native to the Chicago Lakefront. Once so abundant that they darkened the skies as they flew over (and the ground too), Floyd Elliots were hunted almost to extinction for their plumage and haunting cry; today, thanks to conservation efforts and an outpouring of credulity on the part of the public, Floyd Elliots can again be spotted outside a zoo; inside a zoo, they're striped.

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Salon.com
SEPTEMBER 17, 2009 8:40AM

My New Hobby

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            I am so excited about my new hobby! It's interesting, fun and it helps other people--and unlike my previous hobby, finding and selling rusty nails on Ebay, I can actually make a lot of money at this one. Can you guess what it is?

            I'll give you a hint:  it's medicine! Why has nobody thought of making money at that before? I guess they're just not as smart as me.

            Now, I don't mean taking medicine--anyone can take medicine; I mean giving out medicine. Not just any medicine, though: you have to know what's making the person sick and give them the right medicine. (For example, if you have cancer, you get the yucky bitter green stuff.) (And also if you have the flu.) (Actually, that's the only medicine I know, but I'll learn more, I promise.) And giving people medicine can be very exciting, too; if you don't do it right, the people can catch fire. (Sorry, Aunt Winnie.) Sometimes I think I'd like to write a television show about all this medicine (I'll bet no one's ever thought of doing that!), but I think I'm going to be too busy for that...busy doing medicine, and not writing about it.

            Sometimes when you're making people better you get to stick them with needles for medicine. Sticking people with needles also makes them get over being sick, or anyway it hurts so much that they forget how sick they are. Cured! Suck it, disease! I win! Plus I get to stick people with needles, which is a lot of fun just all by itself; if you do it right they scream a lot. Getting better has to hurt. I think I might stick them with needles in the penis. Except for girls.

            Sometimes you have to figure out what's wrong with someone before you can give them medicine. I think that'd be very very hard to do, so I'm just going to guess. That coughing guy? He might have pneumonia, but well, I can't really say pneumonia (New-monia? Puh-newie-monia? Who can tell?), so I think he has the flu. Yucky bitter green stuff for him! And that lady, all bent over and moaning? I think her butt's sore, so I'm going to give her a sore-butt needle. In the butt.

            Medicine is also cutting people open and taking out pieces of them, or sometimes putting new pieces in. Yes, that's all medicine! Now, I hear that it's very painful when you cut someone open to take out bits of them, so you have to give them medicine for that...medicine for the medicine! Is that crazy, or what? I don't really know where to get that kind of medicine, so I think before I cut bits out of people or shove bits into them I'll probably just hit them on the head with a shovel. Plus also, you have to know which bits to cut out, and I figure that could take a month or even more to learn. But I'm really smart, you know; a few months ago I took my car apart and got most of the pieces back together. So maybe it won't take that long. Or maybe it will, because of how my car doesn't go anymore.

            I don't really know how you get people to let you give them medicine for money, but I figure once people hear what an awesome medicine guy I am going to be, they'll be lined up around the block. All I'll need is some yucky bitter green stuff, some needles, some knives, and a shovel.

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Gotta admit, I've heard of playing doctor but.....you are scaring me.
Wanna come over?
hee-hee
you are a very sick puppy!
my mind hasn't awoken enough for more punch lines, but i'm sure there are many!
Kitehlips, he isn't playing.

And Floyd, before you can do any of that, you have to go to medicine school ... DeVry ... online; takes six weeks. Good luck; let me know when you graduate. I'd be glad to be a patient ... even know some of the procedures you can use.
Too much. BTW, since you won't be buying rusty nails from me any more, can I interest you in some rusty needles? Used only once.
Oh, they told me I don't need to go to school any more. I graduated from the ninth grade, right after my 21st birthday. I told you: I'm smart.

Trudge, I bet the rusty needles make people scream even more! Bring 'em over. As I say, getting better should hurt.
Floyd
Get your DEA license online and have at it. I heard it's still a profitable enterprise. rAted!
No pain, no gain. Thanks for the laugh. R
Definitely the shovel. Wow! Four years of medical school summed up in one post! Hey, you don't have to give up your old hobby. Just do what I do: Sell Percocet on ebay. Percocet works for everything and it's very much in demand. As for making money, here's how it works: Practicing medicine -- no money (because Medicare sucks); selling Percocet on ebay -- hello, Bermuda! Hope this helps. (As for the needles, I don't think the penis is an acupuncture point.)
Sounds like you've got it all figured out.
I think you and Dr. Blevins should go into business together.
Oh, and I have a shovel you can borrow.
and that shovel will come in handy AFTER you've treated them, Dr. Floyd, digging those shallow graves. Hey, a side business that's even more profitable!
I think my former doctor had this same plan. If I remember correctly, he gets out in 5 to 10.

I'm going to start taking vitamins again, and walking every day. Oh, and eating an apple every morning...
People who shop on eBay need anti-psychotic drugs. Got any of those handy, Floyd?

Funny idea, R
Laughter is the best medicine. Stick to what you do best. You make me laugh no matter what. Spill that green stuff down the sink.
Thanks, Chuck and Kristy.

I have to admit: Steve Blevins was the one who originally thought of being a medicine guy, so I'm just copying him. Is Percocet another name for yucky bitter green stuff, Steve? Those medicine companies, always giving things new names so they can trick people into thinking it's not yucky, bitter or green. They can't fool me, though.

I do have it figured out, spotted_mind. This shovel: is it nice and heavy? Because a beach shovel just won't work. Believe me.

Oh, I'd never dig graves, femme forte. That's what a dead guy guy is for.

Seattlek8, I get out at around 8, though some days I sleep in. And an apple a day does keep the medicine guy away, but only if you throw it at him and have really good aim.

John, you've read my stuff; what would make you think I have any anti-psychotics?

Oh! "Laughter Is the Best Medicine" was my favorite part of the Reader's Digest! Except for "Humor In Uniform" and "I Am Joe's Penis." But really the best medicine is needles.
ahhh, Floyd, you don't want to be a medicine guy, you want to be a "supplier" - you can still do all the poking with needles, maybe even play with knives, (might even be a shovel in your future) and you don't have to learn anything.
Hey, tell me where I can sign up ... someone else.
Cartouche is absolutely right. I think you've got some fine medicine. Who needs big pharma? ;)
As an experienced pharmacy tech with over ten years of experience, I can safely say that I trust your yucky green stuff over 75% of the stuff I sell on a daily basis. Oh, except for the use of birth control. I don't think the bitter green stuff will work for that. Unless it's applied topically? Hmmm.
marcelleqb: now, these "suppliers" of which you speak...do they get to help people while hurting them? Because if not, it's just off.

Stim, as long as someone pays me, I don't care who I give medicine to.

bikepsychobabble: How about Big YuckyBitterGreenStuffA?

Gwendolyn, If you put yucky bitter green stuff on a guy's penis before sex, I think I can guarantee you won't get pregnant. It burns...
I remember when you used to practice playing "doctor" on me. Do you want me to spill what you did with the creme de menthe...? I'm just saying.....
Sis! Look, Aunt Winnie's on fire!
How about going into practice with my mother, who meant to give me Turpenhydrate for a cough but gave me Turpentine instead because she wasn't wearing her glasses? She even got priveleges at Children's Memorial Hospital where the had to pump my stomache!
Ah, turpentine. That's what we like to call our Wednesday night after-dinner drink chez Elliot.

I bet after she gave it to you, you pretty much forgot about the cough, huh? I must remember: turpentine is medicine too.
This sounds like The Republican Health Care Plan to me.