Seven. Land Productions Presents Cop Doctors, Episode twenty five, The Magic School
Loves. Okay, Miss Rosenthal, this will be really easy. We're giving
you something to help you sleep, and then we'll have that auttery clear and
no time and one of my stomach issue. I've been so very hungry.
We didn't see anything wrong with your stomach, Beth. Maybe it has to
do with this issue. Yeah, one thing at a time, okay,
Miss Rosenthal. We need you to count backwards from ten. Okay, and
don't use mississippies. That's just a waste of time. Okay, ten,
nine, eight, seven, But the hell told you seven? They always
conk out at seven. No, it's five. You slip the more I
did not Oh ly to me time. I'm not lying, and you owe
me twenty dollars doctors, Yes, nurse Betty, seriously, you can just
use Betty. We could oh wait, won't ever? Shouldn't we get to
the surgery, yes, of course, ready to catheter. Missus Rosenthal had
to go into surgery because she was feeling weak from a blocked artery, a
similar weakness I felt growing up outside of the Serengetti, struggling every day to
find food for me and my viditch. Oh what is it? Nurse Betty
the catheter? It's broken? Look broken? Case you're thinking sabotage, Well
now I am, But we could just build. Nurse Betty grab us another
one, okay, but Nurse Betty did not grab another one because there was
no other one. They were all broken, all of them. What do
we do? Case, Miss Rosenthal won't be asleep forever and we have to
unclog her chubby little artery. Let's think. Let's think we need something small
enough to fit inside her. But what's that small you mean besides your penis?
Case? No time for jokes. I couldn't resist, But you're right.
What could we use? Case thought about all the instruments at their disposal,
but none would work. Then he thought back to his teachings. That
is when he remembered his old elementary school teacher. I got it, What
come with me? Where are we going? Just come on, hello,
miss Frazzle, you remember me? It's just in case I was in your
second grade class. Oh yeah, just in case I remember you. You
were always yelling, and you always vaguely sounded like the dude from Seinfeld and
Family guy, And I still do I notice you don't look so good.
I'm fine. I need just an old age life's been rough. Oh well
we need your help, Miss frazzl my help. Yes, we need the
magic school bus. Just then, case and high fight and stunted dancing.
We get to ride a magic school bus. Yeah that's awesome. I can
do anything like what like fucking anything? Awesome? Guys. Yes, I
don't have the magic school bus anymore. What what happened? Well, I
was doing a field trip with a bunch of students and their parents in the
Amazon jungle, and we shrunk down to the size of a howler monkey.
I wanted to show the kids how howder monkeys called each other. But when
I honked my horn, there was some confusion, and well, a couple
of howlers took the hankers a meeting call and started straight up pumping the bus.
Parents weren't happy, so the school took the bus from me. So
there's no magic school bus, not anymore. I'm afraid, damn it.
But I have something else. What's that? Let me show you. Miss
Frazzle opened her garage door to reveal an old, dusty Ford Pinto. A
Ford Pinto Is it magical? Stuff, magic stuff. Yeah sure, are
you sure it runs? Two of its tires are flat and the back seats
have been stripped. You don't need back seats, awful tires. When you
have, when you have, where you have magic. Miss Frazzle took a
long puff of her cigarette before coughing up some flame. Yeah, gross,
have out the kids. I want to go for a magic Ford Pinto trip.
Well, we need to help a lady with a law Gary, Okay,
well hobbin, I'll go in a fucking iry. I don't give a
shit. It beat sitting in my rocking chair wanting to die. Jesus,
she used to be a lot more cheerful. That'll happen, infantema of divorce,
bankruptcy and no will to live after happened now getting Miss Frazzle drove the
coup doctor back to the hospital. I really wish you had backseats. My
ass hurts, shutter, sat on your knees, pussy, then my knees
would hurt, Yeah, but not your ass. Here we are you're ready,
are you? Yeah? I'm fine, I'm fine. Remind me to
pick up another pack on the way home. Though, maybe you should stop
smoking? Oh sure, let me quit the one thing I look forward to
every single day that surely won't make me depressed and put me into an early
grave. Sorry, never mind, are you hey? Time? Watch this?
It's awesome. She's gonna shrink the car down and we're gonna fly through
the air and everything. Temper your expectations. What de Pindo can't fly?
It can't, Oh Supindo? The bus could? Yeah, magicis Upindo the
rooms on the second floor. That's fine. We'll shrink down and drive up
using the elevator. That's gonna take a while, isn't it. She belt
everyone, but I don't have one. Just in the tinco shrunk down to
the size of her fleet and drove along the sidewalk toward the hospital engines.
This thing really can't fly. Hear me a second. You're kind of glide,
but we need from speed. Two hours and an elevator right later,
and the Pinto was in Missus Rosenthal's room. Here we go. Miss Frazzle
hit the end of the doorstop with laun steca up onto the bed. She
drove over the sheets and right into Missus Rosenthal's mouth. Oh my god,
here we go. Tune in next time. It is somewhat thrilling conclusion of
this bullshit cop Doctor Cop Doctors written and edited by Robert M. Lamb,
starring Jack Austin as Just in Case and Robert M. Lamb as justin Time.
Co starring Hope Ennis, Darlene Davis, and Chris Davis. Music provided
by Kevin McLoud of incompetech dot com. If you enjoy this podcast, don't
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