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Entry from January 21, 2018
“Please send an ambulance to 28 Eucalyptus Street” (joke)

A joke describes an accident, and a survivor calling 911 to send an ambulance right away. “Where is the address?” the operator asks. “28 Eucalyptus Street [or another complicated name],” the person replies. “Can you spell that?” the operator asks. There’s a long pause, and finally the man says, “How about I drag him to Oak Street and you can pick him up there?”

The joke about difficult-to-spell street names has been cited in print since at least the late 1990s.

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Gary Sholts
Lena passed away and Ole called 911.  The 911 operator told Ole that she would send someone out right away.  “Where do you live?” asked the operator. Ole replied, “At da end of Eucalyptus Drive.” The operator asked, “Can you spell that for me?” There was a long pause and finally Ole said, “How ‘bout if I drag her over to Oak Street and you pick her up der?”

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Can you spell that?
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Emily Sue passed away and Bubba called 911. The 911 operator told Bubba that she would send someone out right away.

“Where do you live?” asked the operator.

Bubba replied, “At the end of Eucalyptus Drive.”

The operator asked, “Can you spell that for me?”

There was a long pause and finally Bubba said, “How ‘bout if I drag her over to Oak Street and you pick her up there?”

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John Lundquist
I see you are from West Virginia.  There seems to be a little too much in-breeding in that part of the country.

Here is a West Virginia joke:  A good old boy from WV had a wife who was about to give birth.  He called the hospital to send an ambulance.  The dispatcher asked what street he lived on.  He said that he lived on Eucalyptus Street.  The dispatcher said, “How do you spell that?” The man said, “E - U - “.  Then he paused and said, “How about I drag her over to Oak street, and you can pick her up there.”

11 October 2004, New Orleans City Business (Metairie, LA), “Tchoupitoulas 911 ‘crisis’ is only urban legend,” pg. 1:
An urban legend making the rounds in large cities throughout the country has found a home in New Orleans through e-mails purporting to relate the transcript from the following actual 911 call in New Orleans:

Caller: My friend just had a heart attack and he’s unconscious. Please send an ambulance immediately.

911 operator: OK sir, just calm down now and we’ll have an ambulance on the way. What is the address?

Caller: 456 Tchoupitoulas St.

911 operator: Could you spell that for me sir?

Caller after a long pause: How about if I drag him over to Camp Street and you pick him up there?

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Man calls for an ambulance:

“My wife collasped and I don’t know what is wrong.
I need you to send an amblance.”
“What is your address ?”
“1045 Eucalyptus Drive.”
“1045 Eucalyptus Drive......can you spell that ?”
“Euka....Euco....Eko......how about I drag her over to Pine Street and you pick her up there ?”

7 November 2005, Evening Times (Glasgow, Scotland), “The Funniest Way to Start the Week” by David Stirling, pg. 10:
“Where are you, sir?”

“We’re in Chatelherault Avenue in Cambuslang.”

“Could you spell that for me, please, sir?”

There was a long pause.

“How about if I drag her over to Brownside Road, and you pick us up there?”

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Hustler’s Dirtiest Jokes
By Larry Flynt
New York, NY: Citadel Press (Kensington Publishing Corp.)
2006 (Originally published 1997)
Pg. 26:
After driving his car into a utility pole at the corner of Constitution and Independence Streets, Leroy ran to a nearby phone to call for help. “You gotta hurry,” he told the ambulance dispatcher. “My brother is knocked out and bleeding to death.”

“Where are you?” asked the dispatcher.

“Corner of Independence and Constitution,” said Leroy.

“Can you spell that please?” asked the dispatcher.

“Lessee . . . I-n-d-p— No. C-o-n-t— hey, just a minute,” said Leroy, running to the corner. After staring at the sign for a while, he ran back to the phone. “Hello, this is Leroy again. Look, I’m fixin’ to drag this motherfucker to First and Main.”

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Overcoming Dyslexia For Dummies
By Tracey Wood
Hoboken, NJ: Wiley Publishing Inc.
Pg. 300:
Did you hear about the dyslexic who called 911? He told the operator, “My wife’s broken her leg. Can you send an ambulance?” “Where do you live?” asked the operator. “On Eucalyptus Street,” said the dyslexic. “How do you spell that?” asked the operator. “Never mind,” said the dyslexic, “I’m going to drag her over to Elm Street.”

6 March 2011, Times-Colonist (Victoria, BC), “Spelling whiz-kids breathe new life into our language” by Jack Knox, pg. A3:
Don’t know where it came from—it sounds too good to be true—but here’s a 911 recording bouncing around the Internet:

“911, what’s your emergency?”

“Yeah, my wife got attacked by a warthog real bad and I need someone to come up with an ambulance and pick her up.”

“OK, sir, can you give me your address?”

“Yeah, we’re at 1825 Eucalyptus Drive.”

“OK, can you spell that for me, sir?”

Long pause. “Oh, I’m going to drag her on over to Oak Street and you can pick her up there.”

Paddy phones an ambulance because his mate’s been hit by a car.
submitted July 16, 2013 by Dreacle
Paddy phones an ambulance because his mate’s been hit by a car. Paddy: ‘Get an ambulance here quick, he’s bleeding from his nose and Ears and I tink both his legs are broken.’ Operator: ‘What is your location sir?’ Paddy: ‘Outside number 28 Eucalyptus Street ....’ Operator: ‘How do you spell that sir?’ Silence.... (heavy breathing) and after a minute. Operator: ‘Are you there sir?’ More heavy breathing and another minute later. Operator: ‘Sir, can you hear me?’ This goes on for another few minutes until.... Operator: ‘Sir, please answer me. Can you still hear me?’ Paddy: ‘Yes, sorry bout dat… I couldn’t spell eucalyptus, so I just dragged him round to number 3 Oak Street.’

Jack calls an ambulance for his friend who has been hit by a car
submitted January 21, 2018 by RealJesus2018
The operator asks for his location.

Jack says “I’m outside 28 Eucalyptus Road”.

The operator knows there is no room for error and for clarity asks, “How do you spell that?”

There’s shuffling and sounds of straining at the other end of the phone. “Jack?” says the operator, concerned. More shuffling and grunting.

“Sorry about that” says Jack. “I just dragged him ‘round to 1 Oak Street”
I believe the original was an arrest at Sauchiehall Street near Hope Street.
We also do this joke in Michigan about Schoenherr Rd (pronounced Shay-ner). It ends with “fuck it, I’ll just drag him down to Mound”.

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