How many stones would a stoned imp weigh if someone weighed a stone imp?
As the doors to the emergency room opened I walked in carrying a small stone imp under my arm. It's not everyday that I walk into work carrying a stone imp.
"I want Examination Room 3 readied for use stat!" I shouted at the new temp at the desk. I would try to learn the Temp's name before he died some horrible and painful death if I had time but temps seemed to last only slightly longer around here than the chef's chicken when it was available.
Liz Asher and my buddy Sanchez walked up and glanced at the object under my arm. "A new garden gnome Rick?" She asked.
"No, one might think so but they would be wrong. This is in fact a new patient of mine. Goes by the name of 13 I'm told."
"I take it he wasn't always made of stone?" Sanchez asks.
"No, fairly recent occurrence." I replied as we walked to Examination Room 3.
"Any ideas what may have caused it?" Sanchez asked as he tapped the head of the statue.
"I figure I will know once I can get a proper sample."
"How do you plan to do that?" Sanchez asks.
"I'm thinking of pulverizing it and then sift the resulting dust looking for anything out of the ordinary."
"Won't that end up destroying this 13 being?" Liz butted in.
"Who is the doctor here?" I asked crossly but then sighed. "Yes, the next kin that goes by the name of Susan would probably object so we'll have to come up with something else."
"This next of kin Susan, hot?" Sanchez asks.
I smile and nod as we enter the exam room. "Very."
Liz stops outside the door. "Ooh you men." She says to herself but then smiles and opens the door and follows them inside the exam room.