my brother and I g-chatted last night while he was on duty..working hard obviously.
C: "someone just called 911 for a panic attack... christ what a waste of resources"
me: "a panic attack= you're stressed out and you dont have the balls to deal with your problems on your own"
C "= get a clue
= grow up
either of those."
PEOPLE! Don't call 911 for a "panic attack"! Seriously... thats like calling 911 because you aren't quite sure of the directions on the side of a macaroni and cheese box.
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