One night a fat Biker guy was brought in by the paramedics. Despite wearing lots of leather gear, he looked shredded. You could smell the Tequila thru the double entrance doors. We scramble and get him into the trauma room, where he eventually regains consciousness. The State Patrol asks what happens, and all he remembers his that he got off his bike to take a piss. The Patrolman asks how fast he was going before he stopped, the guy answers “oh, man, I think I forgot to stop first.”
