“We need a medic out here!”
Lying in the ditch, the young soldier bled where the bullets had torn into his flesh. The old soldier, kneeling over him, looked up for the arrival of the medic.
Then it came. A ham wearing a nurse’s cap tumbled down into the ditch.
“Cut! What the fig is that supposed to be?”
“You told me—You said—The instructions said for a Medic ham to show up here.”
“No, you idiot! That says Medicham! That’s it! The whole thing is ruined. Forget it. We’re done done here. That’s all we’re gonna do for today.”
-Odemon #308 Medicham