...they stuck a thingy in down near my wrist and pushed it all the way to my heart to look around. Doc said that if they saw any blockages they could put in a stint while they wuz in there. I told em fine, just don't wake me up to tell me that I am dead.
...by the way, with the thingy they stick up your wrist ya don't have to drink a gallon of buzzard puke the night before and wear one of them gowns where ya azz hangs out.

Liberals are like a "Slinky". Totally useless, but somehow ya can't help but smile when you see one tumble down a flight of stairs!