Thanks to this exclusive Stiffsteiffs exposé, Teddy Boys make their comeback.

Everyone thinks rock and roll kicked off Teddy Boys, but very name should give you a clue.

This pair, Phil and Don, are tough Teddy Boys. They have teddy tattoos, and they are ORIGINAL Teddy Boys, not later imitations.

Johnny Cash, original bear, never goes anywhere without his trusty guitar. He stands no messing about.

The one and only original Jerry Lee, of course a Teddy Bear Teddy Boy, this original picture proves it beyond any doubt.

The original Elvis. Elvis Bear. These suppressed pictures finally expose one of greatest cover ups in history.

The original Dolly. Nothing like hillbilly later imitation thrust at an unsuspecting public.

The real Adam Faith above, although discovered near bow bells, hes nothing like what they would have had you believe.

The real Little Richard, a quiet shy bear often sitting alone when not freaking out on stage, yet they would have you believe he was not really a bear at all. These are true Teddy Boys, name is real giveaway.

Spending a few days in hospital recently reinforced this in my own mind. Although my time in hospital was brief, I was given full treatment.

The hospital staff left no bed unturned in holy quest of my recuperation. No matter what time of night it was, each nurse cooperated in awakening me and asking, "And how do we feel tonight?"

Teamwork is good for a number of things in life. Peanut butter and jelly, ham and eggs, and bologna and cheese are a few things benefiting from cooperation. In each example, one element compliments other and combination is greater than each individual part. This is coordination at it finest.

There is a limitation to so-called cooperation, especially in environment of hospital. I don't want to complain, but now that I am out, I feel a little freer expressing my opinion, without fear of any needling from hospital staff.

I will grant you, nurses are some of most wonderful people in world. The job they do is simply marvelous. It is absolutely true that patients could not get along without these nurses.

On other hand, what would these nurses do without patients?

I don't want to brag here, but if it were not for patients like me (if there are patients like me), nurses would not have a single thing to do in hospital. Essentially, they owe their job to me. The level of their significance is in direct proportion to patients they serve.

Not one to belabor a point, (it's hard to do any labor in my condition right now) I think it's about time someone stood up for patient rights. Since I have nothing to do for next week except recuperate here at home, I am perfect person to say something about this crucial issue.

The major complaint I have is with "we-disease" rampant in hospitals across nation. This "we-disease" syndrome has gotten out of hand and despite all research, no cure seems looming in hospital corridors.

Every morning, around 5 o'clock, my nurse came bouncing into my room with cheeriest of dispositions, completely disregarding my condition at hand and boldly asked, "And how do we feel this morning?"