> wealthy people drinking tea are crowding around traffick boss and a > pleb with a broken arm in a hospital > > rich doctor: "traffick boss is ill. his personality has been exchanged > with this smelly person somehow." > > person with a broken arm: "You have to fix my arm. This is your > obligation to me. Fix it now."
a hospital doctor wanders in and addresses the broken arm something comes over traffick boss and he takes off his trashpicked clothes and jumps out a window yelling "I have to get back to my ivory tower!" to random people entering and leaving the emergency room
