*promote

Promoting this video and sending it back into the queue for one more try; last queued Sunday, March 15th, 2009 8:47am PDT - promote requested by dystopianfuturetoday.

I remember this one time I died and my friends drove me to the hospital and by drove I mean stopped doing meth long enough to put my body in the back of a Mazda 3 and pushed me out in the parking lot of the local Kaiser and the doctor said "Hey, um, this guy's like dead and stuff!" and then he realized I had Primera medical insurance and so he's all, "And his insurance sucks, too! Go be dead somewhere else!" Anyway, I got better, but I was charged $9,000 for declaration of death and my insurance was all, "dude, you were hella dead when you got there so we ain't paying!" That day I learned if you're an American with health insurance, you're pretty much fucked, live or dead.

True story, bro.

Where's Waity Walrus?--the socialized medicine mascot that let's you know there'll be a 90-day wait to get an x-ray for your possibly aggressive lung cancer.

Post-office quality health care "for everyone!"

Your life may not be included this year's budget.

Moving this video to pierrekrahn's personal queue. It failed to receive enough votes to get sifted up to the front page within 2 days.

*beg

Sending this video to Beggar's Canyon to plea for a little attention - beg requested by original submitter pierrekrahn.