“humen bit on whyte meet” was the complaint…I call the young “lady” over to triage her and I asked her what that meant…human bite on the white meat…”human bite on the white meat? What is the white meat?” I ask. She points to her massive upper arm and on the inside “flap o fat” is a very large bite mark…I couldn’t quite bring myself to ask “white meat” Instead I ask “did you know who bit you?” her reply ” My daddy’s prostitute…you know ho!” “umm!” was just about all I could manage
