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The Song Challenge:   He's A Long, Tall Surgeon -- (Indianapolis, IN) A spokesperson for the MidWest Medical Center announced today that the hospital would remove all spittoons from its surgical intensive care unit, following complaints by patients. "This has all been a colossal misunderstanding, and we want to put it behind us", said hospital spokesman Henry O'Toole. According to O'Toole, the 19th century-style saliva receptacles had been placed in the intensive care unit by Dr. Nick Testa, a staff surgeon. Anonymous sources within the hospital described Dr. Testa's reputation as a surgical "cowboy", a part he had increasingly tried to play to the maximum. "First people were just referring to him as a 'cowboy' because he basically took anyone to the OR, no matter what their problem was", said the source. "Then about five years ago, he started wearing hand-tooled cowboy boots...OK, lots of surgeons do that." Apparently several staff were upset when Dr. Testa tried last month to operate on a patient wearing a Lone Ranger style mask, after earlier wearing a bandana pulled up over his handlebar moustache, instead of a standard surgical mask. "He was just yelling: 'This IS my mask, this IS my mask', when they tried to get him out of the OR", according to Sally Stevens, a MidWestern scrub nurse. Many staff members regarded as amusing Testa's practice of carrying his stethoscope in a holster, drawing it with a rapid motion when he intended to examine a patient. However, when Testa brought three large brass spittoons into the surgical intensive care unit, patients and their families began to complain. Testa's habit of chewing tobacco and spitting towards the spittoons reportedly became increasingly disruptive to intensive care unit staff, who frequently had to change intravenous lines and dressings when Testa missed his mark. According to O'Toole, Dr. Testa is currently on vacation in Montana, and so is unavailable for comment.


Cuspiador by Clifton53
(Tune is from an opera I think, Carmen? I know less about opera than I do about songwriting)

I am a surgeon a man of high degree
Cuspiador, Cuspiador,
Lie down, and I'll remove your freakin' spleen
Olly Olly ox in free,
They say I'm crazy here, I'm on a spree,
Just put your trust in me.

Look at my snakeskin boots, see how they shine
Cuspiador, Cuspiador
Riding chaps, oh yes the rhinestones they are mine,
Diddle-dee die dee lum dum didle-dee,
There goes your pancreas, I'll fix your knee
Oh whoopee ti yi yee

They tried to stop me, made me jump and shout
Cuspiador, Cuspiador
I tell you, that bloody kidney must come out
Then you'll be fit to sing
Ptooo and spit spit spit, ptooo pting
I'll make your bedpan ring

All of the whitecoats said I was a loon
Cuspiador, Cuspiador,
Why can't a cowboy have his own spitoon?
My belt buckle's five foot four
See how they drag me out, with fevered brow
I guess I'm finished now

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