Aye, ah fainted frae heat stroke yin summer. Passed oot in the middle uh Dumfries. Woke a few minutes later in an ambulance - ah wuz wi' ma cousin at the time, he called them - wonder how the F-star-star-star ah got there. Got taken tae the Royal Infirmary hospital, and this frickin' goatee bearded baldy o' a doctor kept askin' me if ah'd taken anythin'... Ah said "No". He asked me if ah wuz sure, to which ye gie the typical Scottish response: "Aye"
But the cuckin' funt didnae believe me, so asks me again. "Are ye sure didn't take anything?". "Aye!", ah'm gittin' really annoyed by this point, coz the line uh question has'nae changed. "No-one gave you anything?", he's checkin' ma arms by this point... Which is jist hilarious. :bigsmile:
Ah sigh and go: "If ye don't believe ah've taken anythin' why don't ye ask him?" And nod tae ma cousin. So, the doc looks at me, then look at ma cousin and asks: "Are you a relative?" And I say, wi' totally deadpan sarcasm: "Naw, he's ma dealer"
Of course, it didnae help that ah hud ma right eyebrow pierced - the first clear sign yer junkie. :sarcastic:
But, aye, stay hydrated. And mibbe git yin uh then wee battery-powered fans if ye feel yersel' gittin' too warm?