Nonsupport
An I.T. tip.. Unplug it, then plug it back in

When grandpa needed the resuscitator
Defecation struck the rotary oscillator
Lights flashed, buzzers buzzed, alarms peeled
Grandma ran in … as always well heeled
I fell from the chair where I had been napping
Watched with concern as she began slapping
Buttons were punched, hoses yanked
If he’d a stiffy she’d have probably wanked
Not a move grandpa made, other than from each thrust
Despite in his face grandma’s quite ample bust
Running heels were slapping rapidly toward us
As someone exited the pisser to check all the fuss
Zipping her scrubs the nurse finally bustled in
Shoved grandma aside she grasped the old man’s chin
She checked for breath and fingered his neck
While grandma scrambled up from the deck
Deciding that was a right fine thought
I grasped the chair and to my feet valiantly fought
Nurse Betty was pushing rhythmically on grandpa’s chest
Completely unheeding of his Armani vest
Then she kissed him deeply right on the lips
Grandma’s eyes squinted to bright little pips
Then I noticed the plug by a wall socket
Right where my dangling arm could just knock it
I bent down and shoved the plug back in
All the alarms, beeps, and whistles stopped right then
The resuscitator resuscitated, the IV dripped
Nurse Betty and grandma whirled, both tight lipped
Grandpa’s chest resumed its rise and fall
As his favorite spaniel darted in from the hall
The dog let out a shrill sharp bark
Pawing at the bed like a tree in the park
Sorry, I said, my face quite crimson
Feeling like a caught mischievous Bart effin’ Simpson
Still, grandpa’s not dead and grandma not hurt
Nurse Betty just gave the IV a squeeze and a squirt
I fell into my chair, stressed to the max
Guilt and shame my current life facts
Perhaps you should move that chair before taking your nap
Grandma stated as Joe Cocker the spaniel jumped in my lap
So from now on as I drift during my vigilant shift
I’ll do it from another corner as through memory I sift
Guess grandpa’s request as shown in the pic above
Didn’t work despite all of my love
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
https://www.amazon.com/Killing-Keys-Andrew-C-McDonald-ebook/dp/B07VM843XL?ref_=ast_author_dp



Comments (3)
Hahahahahahhaha omgggg why was this so sexual 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
ROFL this is too good. I love it <3
Awe I love this. The pic made me laugh. I imagined this all the way through like I was there. Great job ✍️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️♦️☘️