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Humor: Medical (140) - Part 2
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January 23, 1992
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bobk@gibdo.engr.washington.edu
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[76]
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A twin is born.
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Mother happy.
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Father happy.
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Mother: "Just look at them lovely babies..."
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Father takes one by the head, and the little neckie breaks.
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Doctor rushes in: "How could you DO that?"
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Father: "'twas easy: look!"
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==
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[77]
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An elderly couple went into a doctor. They told the doctor "We're having
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some trouble with our sex life. Could you watch and offer some suggestions?"
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The doctor replied, "I'm not a sex therapist. You should find someone else."
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The couple said, "No, No, we trust you."
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After watching them have sex, the doctor said, "You don't seam to be having
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any troubles. I wish my sex life was as good. I can't give you any
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suggestions."
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This was repeated the next week and also the third week. After they had
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finished on the third week, the doctor said, "You aren't having any trouble.
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Is this your idea of kinky sex?"
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The man replied, "No, actually the problem is if we have sex at my house, my
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wife will catch us. If we have sex at her house, her husband will catch us.
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The motel charges us $50, and we can't afford that. You only charge $35, and
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medicare pays half of that."
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==
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[78]
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How many doctors does it take to screw in a light bulb?
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-That depends on whether it has health insurance.
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- Three. One to find a bulb specialist, one to find a bulb
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installation specialist, and one to bill it all to Medicare.
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==
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[79]
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A girl goes into the doctor's office for a checkup. As she takes off her
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blouse, he notices a red 'H' on her chest. "How did you get that mark on
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your chest?" asks the doctor. "Oh, my boyfriend went to Harvard and he's
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so proud of it that he never takes off his Harvard sweatshirt, even when
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we make love," she replies.
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A couple of days later, another girl comes in for a checkup. As she takes
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off her blouse, he notices a blue 'Y' on her chest. "How did you get that
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mark on your chest?" asks the doctor. "Oh, my boyfriend went to Yale and
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he's so proud of it that he never takes off his Yale sweatshirt, even when
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we make love," she replies.
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A couple of days later, another girl comes in for a checkup. As she takes
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off her blouse, he notices a green 'M' on her chest. "Do you have a
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boyfriend at Michigan?" asks the doctor. "No, but I have a girlfriend at
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Wisconsin. Why do you ask?"
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==
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[80a]
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This fellow had been suffering from excruciating headaches for some
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time, and finally went to a doctor. After a thorough exam, the
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physician called the fellow into his office and said, "Well, I'm not
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exactly sure what is causing your headaches, but we've found a cure
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for them: you'll have to be castrated."
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The man, needless to say, was taken aback, and told his doctor that he
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believed he would try to bear the pain.
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But as time went on, the headaches only got worse, and finally, the
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poor fellow was driven back to the doctor. "All right, I guess I'll
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have the operation," he said. When it was all over, the man was
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understandably depressed, and his physician told him, "I recommend you
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begin life anew. Start over from this point."
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So the man decided to take the advice and went to a men's shop for a
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new set of clothes. The proprietor said, "Starting with the suit, looks
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like you take about a 38-regular". "That's right", exclaimed the man,
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"How'd you know?"
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"Well, when you've been in the business as long as I have, you get pretty
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good at sizing a man up", replied the salesman. "Now, for a shirt, looks
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like about a 15 long." "Right again," the man said.
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The proprietor suggested, "And for undershorts, I'd say a size 36."
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"There's your first mistake", the man said, "I've worn 34's for years."
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"No, you're a size 36 if I've ever seen one", said the owner. The man
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replied, "I ought to know what size undershorts I wear, and I'll take 34".
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The owner replied, "Well all right, if you insist, but they're going to pinch
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your balls and give you headaches!!"
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*OR*
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[80b]
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A really handsome man had a high sqeuaky voice. He was surrounded by
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girls except they ran off at the sound of his voice. So he went to the
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doctor. The doctor said he could fix the problem by cutting off the
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mans penis. The man agreed to the surgery, and sure enough hios vooice
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went to normal and he was surrounded by women.
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Later he decided to get a whole new wardrobe. The tailor took a look
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at him and rattled of figures ending up with underwear size 36. The man
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said no I wear size 30. The tailor said, "I've been doing this for years
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trust me. If you wore size thirty you voice would be high and squeaky."
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==
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[81]
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A woman went to her doctor for a follow-up visit after the doctor
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had prescribed testosterone (a male hormone) for her. She was a
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little worried about some of the side effects she was experiencing.
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"Doctor, the hormones you've been giving me have really helped, but
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I'm afraid that you're giving me too much. I've started growing hair
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in places that I've never grown hair before."
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The doctor reassured her. "A little hair growth is a perfectly normal
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side effect of testosterone. Just where has this hair appeared?"
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"On my balls."
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==
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[82]
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A woman was going to marry one of those guys that want a virgin.
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Since she was not, she went to a doctor to reconstruct her hymen.
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The doctor told her that will cost around $500, but there is an
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another way that will cost only $50.
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The woman agreed to try the cheap way, paid the money, and the doctor
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worked on her for several minutes.
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After the "first night" the woman came back to the doctor and told
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him that it was perfect. The pain, the blood, everything was there.
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And she asked him how he did it.
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"I tied your pubic hair," he answered.
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==
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[83]
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Patient: Doctor, you must help me. I'm under such a lot of stress,
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I keep losing my temper with people.
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Doctor: Tell me about your problem.
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Patient: I JUST DID, DIDN'T I, YOU STUPID BASTARD!!!
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==
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[84]
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Woman: Doctor, my husband tells me my pussy's too big. So I'd like you to
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tell me if you find it unusual.
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Doctor: Please, take off your clothes and I'll have you examined.
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Doctor(shouting): What a giant pussy!! What a giant pussy!!
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Woman(angry): Did you have to say it twice?!?
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Doctor: I didn't.
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==
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[85]
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Three old men are sitting on the porch of a retirement home.
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The first says, "Fellas, I got real problems. I'm seventy years old.
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Every morning at seven o'clock I get up and I try to urinate. All day
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long I try to urinate. They give me all kinds of medicine but nothing
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helps."
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The second old man says, "You think you have problems. I'm eighty years
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old. Every morning at 8:00 I get up and try to move my bowels. I try all
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day long. They give me all kinds of stuff but nothing helps."
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Finally the third old man speaks up, "Fellas: I'm ninety years old. Every
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morning at 7:00 sharp I urinate. Every morning at 8:00 I move my bowels.
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Every morning at 9:00 sharp I wake up."
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==
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[86]
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A woman goes to the doctors, and says, "Doctor, I've got a bit of a problem.
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I'll have to take my clothes off to show you."
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The doctor tells her to go behind the screen and disrobe. She does so, and
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the doctor goes round to see her when she is ready.
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"Well, what is it?" he asks.
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"It's a bit embarrassing," she replies, "These two green circles have
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appeared on the inside of my thighs.'
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The doctor examines her and finally admits he has no idea what the cause is.
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Then he suddenly asks, "Have you been having an affair with a gypsy lately?"
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The woman blushes and says, "Well, actually I have."
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"Thats the problem," the doctor says, "Tell him his ear-rings aren't made
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of gold!!!"
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==
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[87]
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This young couple had only been married for about two weeks when the
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wife complains of a burning sensation in her chest. She tells her husband
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who suggests that she goes to the doctor to be examined. She arranges an
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appointment and goes the following day.
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The husband, while at work receives a call from the doctor.
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Doctor: "I am sorry to say your wife has acute angina..."
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Husband: "Yeah, I know, she's also got a nice pair of tits too!"
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==
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[88]
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Seems a mute was walking down the street one day and chanced upon a friend
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of his (also a mute). In sign language, he inquired how his friend had
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been doing.
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The friend replied (vocally!) "Oh, can that hand-waving shit. I can talk
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now."
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Intrigued, the mute pressed him for details. Seems he had gone to a
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specialist, who, seeing no physical damage, had put him on a treatment
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program that had restored the use of his vocal chords.
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Gesturing wildly, the mute asked if he might meet this specialist. They
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got an appointment that very afternoon.
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After an exam, the specialist proclaimed that there was no permanent damage,
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that the mute was essentially in the same condition as his buddy, and that
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there was no reason why he couldn't be helped as well.
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"Yes, yes" signed the mute. "Let's have the first treatment right now!"
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"Very well," replies the specialist. "Kindly go into the next room, drop
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your pants and lean over the examining table. I'll be right in."
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The mute does as instructed, and the doctor sneaks in with a broomstick,
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mallet and jar of Vaseline. Greasing the broom handle, he "sends it home"
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with a few deft swipes of the mallet.
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The mute jumps from the table, screaming "AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"
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"VERY good," smiles the doctor. "Next Tuesday, we start with 'B'"
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==
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[89]
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There was a pediatrician--who shall remain nameless--who, though he was a
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good doctor, was heartily disliked by all his young patients because in an
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effort to entertain them he performed boring magic tricks.
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One day, a sharp kid got an idea for getting rid of the jerk. As Dr. X
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was doing his tricks, the kid said, "If you're such a good magician, let's
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see you turn yourself into an apple." The doctor complied, and quick as
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a wink, the brat took & shoved the apple into a box & taped the lid shut.
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The children were jubilant because they figured they had him out of their
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way.
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Then someone had a troubling thought. "How do we know he's still really
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in there?" he asked. "That's easy," said the kid, "Just weigh the box.
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If it weighs less, it means he's escaped." So that was what they did.
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The moral of this story? A weigh a day keeps the doctor an apple.
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==
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[90]
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There was this doctor that always went to the country club and ordered an
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almond daiquiri. It was his standard. Anyway, one day the bartender was
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out of almonds so he substituted something else. The doctor came in and
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ordered the usual. When he got it, he tasted it and said to the bartender
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" Hey, is this my usual almond daiquiri?"
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The bartender replied, " No, that is a hickory daiquiri, doc."
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==
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[91]
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A man went to a doctor. Some say he went there to have an operation to
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become Polish; others say he wanted to become an Aggie; there's yet
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another faction who claims that he wanted to work at the post office; still
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others say he wanted to make his hair permanently blond. Regardless, the
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doctor asked him why, and he said it was something he always wanted to do,
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how he wanted to be able to relate to his friends, all of whom I suppose
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were blond Polish graduates of Texas A&M who had found jobs at the local
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P.O. :-)
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Anyway, the doctor asked him his IQ, and when he gave a three-digit reply,
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the doctor told him that the procedure would have to involve the removal
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of over half of his brain. The man insisted, and since the doctor just
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happened to have a brand new laser device which could zap just the right
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portions of brain tissue (a product of Scar Wars technology, I suppose),
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the operation was planned.
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The laser was hooked up to a computer which could monitor the man's
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declining IQ on a nice LED display. The doctor threw the switch and the
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numbers began ticking off. 95, 94, 93, ... Suddenly the phone rang.
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It was the doctor's wife. They gabbed for minutes on end, the doctor
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forgetting completely about his patient. When he hung up, he suddenly
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realized, and ran into the operating room, only to see the meter tick
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down: 6, 5, 4, ...
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He ran to the machine and threw the on/off switch, just as the laser was
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about to wipe out the last remnant of brain. "Jesus, Matty and Felipe!"
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exclaimed the doctor, "What have I done? Speak to me! Say anything!!"
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The man looked at him and said, "Hi, you're watching MTV, and we just
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heard..."
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==
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[92]
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Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel.
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Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is
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vague and uncertain. Doctor says the treatment is simple. The great clown
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Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up.
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The man bursts into tears.
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"But doctor . . . I am Pagliacci."
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==
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[93]
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Fred walks into a psychiatrists office one day and says to the psychiatrist,
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"Doc, I don't understand what's going on with me. It's really strange,
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sometimes I feel like a teepee."
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The doctor thinks about it for a while and then urges the man to continue.
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So, the man continues, "And sometimes I feel like a wigwam."
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To which the doctor says "I wouldn't worry about it, Fred, you're just two
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tents."
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==
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[94]
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A distraught patient phoned her doctor's office. Was it true, the woman
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wanted to know, that the medication the doctor had prescribed was for the
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rest of her life? She was told that it was. There was a moment of silence
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before the woman continued, "I'm wondering, then, just how serious my
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condition is. This prescription is marked 'NO REFILLS'".
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==
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[95]
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There once was a poor lad named Timmy who had the misfortune of being
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born with only a head -- no arms, no legs, nothing but a head.
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Now Timmy was a basicly happy person and he was loved and cared for by
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his family. As long as he stayed within the shelter of his family he
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was unworried by his condition, but as soon as he was thrust out into the
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world he knew that something was seriously wrong. He began to dream about
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being a whole person with arms and legs and a body. He thought of nothing
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else. It became an obsession.
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Then one day Timmy heard of the famous Dr. Helen Von Rigginbottom, a
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physician who had been experimenting with cloning and tissue regeneration.
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Timmy grew so excited he could hardly contain himself. He had himself
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rushed to the doctor and made an appointment.
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When the doctor met with Timmy all of his hopes and dreams came true.
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The doctor assured Timmy that she could help him and would make him into
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a whole person, but she warned him that it could be a dramatic change and
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he should consider all of the ramifications. She began to list some of the
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many problems he might have, but he would not listen. She consented and
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game Timmy the injection that would start the process. Timmy went home and
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tossed and turned on his pillow all night. Eventually, he fell asleep.
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The next morning when he awoke Timmy was surprised to discover that he was
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a whole person. He had arms and legs and a body. He was so excited and
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grateful that he just had to thank the doctor, so he ran out of the house,
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across the street and was hit by a truck and killed.
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And of course the moral of our story is: While you're a head, stay ahead.
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==
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[96]
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When The Shoe's On The Other Foot
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by Art Buchwald
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It had to happen sooner or later. Lawyer Dobbins was wheeled into the
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emergency room on a stretcher, rolling his head in agony. Doctor Green
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came over to see him.
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"Dobbins," he said, "What an honor. The last time I saw you was in
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court when you accused me of malpractice."
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"Doc. Doc. My side is on fire. The pain is right here. What could
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it be?"
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"How would I know? You told the jury I wasn't fit to be a doctor."
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"I was only kidding, Doc. When you represent a client you don't
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know what you're saying. Could I be passing a kidney stone?"
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"Your diagnosis is as good as mine."
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"What are you talking about?"
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"When you questioned me on the stand you indicated you knew
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everything there was to know about the practice of medicine."
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"Doc, I'm climbing the wall. Give me something."
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"Let's say I give you something for a kidney stone and it turns
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out to be a gallstone. Who is going to pay for my court costs?"
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"I'll sign a paper that I won't sue."
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"Can I read to you from the transcript of the trial? Lawyer
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Dobbins: 'Why were you so sure that my client had tennis elbow?' Dr.
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Green: 'I've treated hundreds of people with tennis elbow and I know it
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when I see it.' Dobbins: 'It never occurred to you my client could have an
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Excedrin headache?' Green: 'No, there were no signs of an Excedrin
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headache.' Dobbins: 'You and your ilk make me sick.' "
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"Why are you reading that to me?"
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"Because, Dobbins, since the trial I've lost confidence in making
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a diagnosis. A lady cane in the other day limping ..."
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"Please, Doc, I don't want to hear it now. Give me some Demerol."
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"You said during the suit that I dispensed drugs like a drunken
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sailor. I've changed my ways, Dobbins. I don't prescribe drugs anymore."
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"Then get me another doctor."
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"There are no other doctors on duty. The reason I'm here is that
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after the malpractice suit the sheriff seized everything in my office.
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This is the only place that I can practice."
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"If you give me something to relieve the pain I will personally
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appeal your case to a higher court."
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"You know, Dobbins, I was sure that you were a prime candidate for
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a kidney stone."
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"You can't tell a man is a candidate for a kidney stone just by
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looking at him."
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"That's what you think, Dobbins. You had so much acid in you when
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you addressed the jury I knew some of it eventually had to crystallize
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into stones. Remember on the third day day when you called me the 'Butcher
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of Operating Room 6'? That afternoon I said to my wife, "That man is going
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to be in a lot of pain.' "
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"Okay, Doc, you've had your ounce of flesh. Can I now have my
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ounce of Demerol?"
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"I better check you out first."
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"Don't check me out, just give the dope."
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"But in court the first question you asked me was if I had
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examined the patient completely. It would be negligent of me if I didn't
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do it now. Do you mind getting up on the scale?"
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"What for?"
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"To find out your height. I have to be prepared in case I get sued
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and the lawyer asks me if I knew how tall you were."
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"I'm not going to sue you."
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"You say that now. But how can I be sure you won't file a writ
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after you pass the kidney stone?"
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>From: American Medical News, p.4, July 18, 1986
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(reprinted in AMN with permission of the author, LA Times Syndicate, 1986)
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==
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[97]
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Patient to eye-doctor: "I'm very worried about the outcome of this operation,
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doctor. What are the chances? "
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Eye-doctor to patient: "Don't worry you won't be able to see the difference."
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==
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[98a]
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Did you hear about the old guru who wouldn't allow the dentist to use any
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anesthetic on him?
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He wanted to transcend dental medication.
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*OR*
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[98b]
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You know, my dentist thinks of railways to relax.
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Ah yes, trains-and-dental meditation.
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==
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[99]
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While looking for a Real Job (read: technical writing), I've been paying
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the bills doing medical transcription work. I came across a book today
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called "The Empty Laugh Book" by the American Association for Medical
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Transcription, containing some of the funniest dictated and transcribed
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quotes from the world of medicine that I've ever encountered. Some of the
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best follow:
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(c) 1981 AAMT
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d: Hesselbach's triangle
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t: House of Ox triangle
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d: Foot is cold with a purplish hue
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t: Foot is cold with a purple shoe
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d: Patient is a primip.
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t: Patient is a prime rib.
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d: Patient was followed up by the Neurology Service.
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t: Patient was fouled up by the Neurology Service.
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d: Varicose veins
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t: Very close veins
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d: Patient underwent a tubal ligation.
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t: Patient underwent a two-ball ligation.
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d: Dr. Blank concurred with the diagnosis.
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t: Dr. Blank conquered the diagnosis.
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d: If I may be of any help to you in the future along the way, please feel
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free to make an appointment for further evaluation in the meantime.
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d: When this man straightens his head and puts it under his chin, he
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gets some relief.
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d: The patient was placed under the microscope.
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d: Extremities: The patient wears a toupee and there is a right inguinal
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hernia.
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d: Patient has pain after intercourse in his chest.
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d: Mother died at age 91, has good health and is active mentally.
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d: Surgeries: Appendectomy, T&A, and bilateral breast bi-zippies.
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d: [On an operative report, the surgical assistants]: In the left corner we
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have Billy, in the center puttering around with her little paws is Molly,
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and dancing around to my right is Daisy, and this is yours truly.
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d: Get this: 100 mg., enough for a small hippo!
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d: This is a letter to O.B. Tate. Dear O.B. No, Dear Ms. Tate -- I don't
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know, maybe it's a man. Dear person Tate. I don't know what you say. Dear
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person Tate. No, you can't say that. Dear Ms. Tate. Oh, make something up.
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d: The patient was taken to delivery where she gave birth to a male-female
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infant. Oops! There isn't any such thing, is there?
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d: His tongue was slightly hairy. Yes, that's what I said, hairy.
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d: The patient had a deformity of the chest, the name of which I can never
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remember at the proper time.
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d [On phone to the x-ray technician]: I'm sending over a hand. Maybe an
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arm will come later. Maybe a body will come with it.
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d: This is the phantom of the phone.
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d: The patient is here with a rash which I sent over to Dr. Blank.
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d: The patient went to the bathroom shortly after the sigmoidoscopy and
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produced a prolapse, which she brought back to the office.
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d: He was discharged to home with the Visiting Nurses following him.
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d: Despite treatment, the patient improved.
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d: She slipped on the ice and apparently her legs went in separate directions
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in early December.
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d: Smokes two packs per day and consumes one quart of alcohol per day for
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past 10 years. Admitted with diagnosis of shortness of breath and increasing
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abdominal girth, etiology unknown.
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d: Family history: Mother, age 87, is a diabetic. Father lives with an
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ulcer.
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d: We do not feel this patient has any significant physical disease at the
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present time, and for this reason we have advised her to return to you.
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d: The patient said she was too sick to be in the hospital and would return
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when she felt better.
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d: Patient became pregnant with an IUD.
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d: Because of the age of the patient, speed was increased for fear of the
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patient going bad on the table.
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d: Both marital problems are teenagers.
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d: Patient took 6 Zactrin tablets given him by his dentist with a bizarre
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suicide note.
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d: On exam, he has cigarettes in his front pocket.
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d: He breaks out with cats.
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d: Patient slipped on the porch when she went out to feed the birds
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and broke her ankle. The birds were not injured.
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d: Patient had a spontaneous vaginal hysterectomy.
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d: The barium enema on the phone was within normal limits.
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d: Contusion of the leg secondary to nausea and vomiting.
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d: It is my feeling at this time still that Mr. Blank is still in need of
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surgical correction in order to provide a more definitive direction and
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solution to the problem that is at hand.
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d: The patient, be he dead or alive, needs a doctor's order to be released.
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d: Here a pain, there a pain, everywhere a pain, pain.
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d: Past History: Four children and an appendectomy.
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d: The only complaint of this 74 year old woman is that the wind keeps
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blowing her off her motorcycle and she suffers aches and pains because
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of this.
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d: This child will probably be shorter than he wants to be, but he should
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have picked different parents.
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d: I gave the x-rays to the patient to carry with him so he could show and
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tell.
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d: Preoperative diagnosis: Had enough kids. Desires tubal ligation.
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d: The patient had waffles for breakfast and anorexia for lunch.
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d: Patient was in an auto accident in 1965 and sustained a whiplash injury
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for which she received heat and exercise and $3,000 compensation.
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d: Physical examination revealed a garrulous, obese woman who was short of
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breath on motion but not on talking.
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d: Patient is a 28 year old white male who was playing his first league
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game of the season when he was sliding into home plate. The patient was
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safe, but his ankle was out.
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d: He was a very pleasant person to talk with until he discovered that I am
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a psychiatrist. At that point, he became markedly hostile and belligerent,
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threatening to do great bodily harm to me if I did not leave the room
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immediately. The interview, therefore, was terminated very rapidly and a
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complete mental status is indeed not possible.
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d: I don't think I have ever run into anything quite like this patient;
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however, I think with a great deal of courage, keeping our eyes upward,
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moving onward and upward, maybe we shall push through to the ultimate
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victory as England did in those dark days of Dunkirk. I now find that she
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is tired and she is nervous and she is not awake enough and she is not
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asleep enough. She is not right enough, left enough, up enough, and she
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is not down enough. I have decided that this whole thing can be cured by
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that magic pill which I will get from the pharmacy. This little bottle of
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pills will probably go into her purse along with seven other bottles
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of pills of which she takes only about one half. She can't handle the _____
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so I told her to take [a vitamin preparation]. This has a little booze
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in it and may help her. She will return in one month.
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d: He has never been married except once for three days when he was on an
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acid trip.
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d: History and Physical: Mrs. Blank is a 64 year old black widow.
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d: The patient was evaluated by an orthopedist, but impression of his con-
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sultation is unknown, as I cannot read his writing.
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d: She was taken to surgery on the 9th, as per operative report. She made
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a good postoperative recovery and was seen in the clinic the morning
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following surgery. Following that, she was lost in confusion, and
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repeated attempts to locate her through the hospital information center
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failed to locate the patient until the morning of the 15th when she
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phoned me stating that she was still in the hospital in room 5309 ...
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Her unusual length of stay in the hospital was not intentional and it was
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due to misunderstanding and confusion and inability to locate the patient
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until Tuesday ... The patient's hospital course was uneventful and she was
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discharged.
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d: She states that her husband took downers and she took uppers so the
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relationship did not work out.
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==
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[100]
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Tom had this problem of getting up late in the morning and was always late
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for work. His boss was mad at him and threatened to fire him if he didn't do
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something about it. So Tom went to his doctor who gave him a pill and told
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him to take it before he went to bed. Tom slept well and in fact beat the
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alarm in the morning. He had a leisurely breakfast and drove cheerfully to
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work.
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"Boss", he said, "The pill actually worked!"
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"That's all fine" said the boss, "But where were you yesterday?"
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==
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[101]
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Well, there was this guy who'd been living a really great life as an
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art dealer in New York City, making tons of money and everything. He was
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30 and fixed for life, a millionaire, when he went to the doctor and
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found out that he had a very rare bone disease that was sure to kill him
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before he reached 31. So he went around the country, visiting hospitals
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and specialists, but no one was able to help him. The answer was always
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the same: "it's incurable, extremely rare, no one has ever found
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anything that has the slightest effect on the disease." And already the
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guy was starting to disintegrate; you know, they had to amputate an arm,
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it would be a foot next... he was real desperate. And then he heard from
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a friend of a friend of a doctor that there was this guy, a kind of
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warlock, in Australia no less, who had spent years developing a potion
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that cured all bone disorders! The guy's name was Dr. Mersey. It all
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seemed sorta dubious, but with one month left to live he wasn't going to
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turn anything down. Besides, what the heck, he'd always wanted to visit
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Australia...
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So, anyway, there he went the next day. When he arrived, it took him a
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week to fly, be driven, and finally (with a great deal of difficulty)
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hike to Mersey's place. He finally got there -- three weeks to live, and
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his right foot had fallen off along the way -- and was rewarded with
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the sight of a really huge tin shack with a kind of chimney/smokestack
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thing on top, and evil-looking dense brown smoke pouring out of the top,
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and surrounded by eucalyptus trees.
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Dr. Mersey came out to greet the guy (he'd been notified by radio-telephone)
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and told him about the treatment. "It's a potion brewed out of eucalyptus
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and koala bears and boiled for two years before it's drunk. Luckily I have
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some just ready. It tastes terrible, you'll vomit for days, and your hair
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will fall out, but you will be cured." The guy wasn't too pleased at the
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first part but he figured anything was better than dying.
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So Mersey gave him a tour of the place, There was the hopper where the
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koala bears were stuffed in (live!) and a vat where they were boiled for
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years. Horrid lumps were floating around and the evil brown smoke was
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emanating fiercely. Finally the stuff dripped out of a little pipe into
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a rusty can. It was brown and oily and had hairs and pieces of koala
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meat and bone floating around in it. The doctor says, "Here, drink
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this." The poor guy asked the doctor, "Couldn't you filter out the...
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stuff.. that's floating in it, first?"
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And the doctor, shaking his head sadly, says, "The koala tea of Mersey is
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not strained..."
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==
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[102]
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Lawyer: Did you say the plaintiff was shot in the woods?
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Doctor: No, I said he was shot in the lumbar region.
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==
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[103]
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A WASP was driving his car at Sonoma County, where is a large mental
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hospital, he realizes that one of the tires of his car is flat. He
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stops his car, looks outside. There is nobody around. Also he realizes
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that the road he was riding was near the mental hospital. In short he
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realizes that there is no available cheap labor to change the flat tire.
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The WASP takes the spare tire out, jacks up the car, removes the tire,
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puts the nuts in the hub cap and while trying to get the spare tire,
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trips over the hub cap and all the nuts go down a nearby storm sewer.
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There he is, a WASP near a mental hospital, away from any cheap labor,
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helpless. Suddenly he hears someone yelling "Hey you! ", looks and finds
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that there is someone inside the mental hospitals' yard (behind the bars).
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The patient behind the bars says, "I have been watching you for a while
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and saw the terrible thing happened to you, I think I can help."
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"How?" asks the WASP.
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"Easy," says the loonie, "Take one nut from each of the other three wheels
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and put it on the fourth wheel, then if you are careful you will make it to
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the nearest gas station."
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"You are very smart" says the WASP to the loonie and continues,
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"Why did they locked you in?"
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"They put me in because I am a loonie," the guy tells the WASP and
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continues, "Not because I am stupid."
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==
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[104]
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At a mental hospital the staff found some of the patients were gaining
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weight, so they were put on a diet of a glass of Tab and one apple for lunch.
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After eating their light lunch, the group would start to sing to everyone
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else. This became known as the "Moron Tab and Apple Choir".
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==
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[105]
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A coffin was being moved when it fell on a wagon, and started down the hill.
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One of the morticians started chasing it, as it rolled pass the hospital,
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the mortician yelled to one of the men with a black bag, "Doc, quick, give
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me something to stop this coffin."
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==
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[106]
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Sign for a gynecologist who doubles as a general practitioner:
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DOCTOR FOR WOMEN
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AND OTHER DISEASES
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==
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[107]
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A young women at the hospital was given a private room.
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She was too cute for wards.
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==
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[108]
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Shortly after the 911 emergency number became available, an elderly and quite
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ill lady appeared in a Rochester hospital emergency room, having driven
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herself to the hospital and barely managing to stagger in from the parking
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lot. The horrified nurse said, "Why didn't you call the 911 number and get
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an ambulance?"
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The lady said, "My phone doesn't have an eleven."
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(...this one is true!)
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==
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[109]
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Swifties:
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"Have a ride in my new ambulance", said Tom hospitably.
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"The doctors had to remove a bone from my arm", said Tom
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humorlessly.
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"I never get lost", said the pathologist.
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"I've got all the work I can handle", said the doctor patiently.
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==
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[110]
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An anxious woman goes to her doctor. "Doctor," she asks nervously, "can
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you get pregnant from anal intercourse?"
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"Certainly," replies the doctor, "Where do you think lawyers come from?"
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==
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[111]
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Some excerpts from the _Quarterly Review of Doublespeak_ (NCTE):
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A reader reports that when the patient died, the attending doctor recorded
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the following on the patient's chart: "Patient failed to fulfill his
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wellness potential."
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Another doctor reports that in a recent issue of the *American Journal
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of Family Practice* fleas were called "hematophagous arthropod vectors."
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==
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[112]
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This guy goes to his doctor to ask him a question. The doctor says,
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"What can I do for you?"
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"Well doctor, I have a question for you. I masturbate, and I was
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wondering how often is too often."
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"Hmmm," the doctor says, "how often do you do it?"
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"Three times a day." the man says.
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"Yeah, that might be a little excessive. Have you considered finding
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yourself a girlfriend?"
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"I have a girlfriend, doctor", says the man.
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"I mean a girlfriend for the bedroom as well...", the doctor says.
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The man says "Oh, she is, that's not the problem. The problem is,
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she doesn't like to do it during mealtimes."
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==
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[113]
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A doctor was at the beach when he saw a shark in the water and fainted
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dead away. Later when he woke his wife said to him, "You've got to quit
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imagining that there are lawyers everywhere!"
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==
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[114]
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A man is having problems with his dick which certainly had seen better
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times... He consults a doctor which, after a couple of tests, says,
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"Sorry, but you've overdone it the last 30 years, your dick is burned
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out; you won't be able to make love more than 30 times!"
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The man walks home (deeply depressed, of course); his wife is already
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expecting him at the front door and asks him what the doctor said
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concerning his problem. He tells her what the doc told him.
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She says: " Oh my god, only 30 times! We should not waste that; we
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should make a list!" He replies, "Yes, i already made a list on the way
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home; sorry your name is not on it!"
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==
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[115]
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A man goes into the hospital for a vasectomy. Shortly after he recovers
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from his an anesthetic his surgeon comes in and tells him:
|
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"Well, I've got good news and I've got bad news for you."
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"Give me the bad news first, Doc." says the patient.
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"I'm afraid that we accidentally cut your balls off during surgery, son."
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"Oh my god!" the patient cries, breaking into tears.
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"But the good news", the doctor adds, "is that we had them biopsied and
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you'll be relieved to know that they weren't malignant!"
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==
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[116]
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ODE TO A MAMMOGRAM
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For years and years they told me,
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"Be careful of your breasts.
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Don't ever squeeze or bruise them.
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And give them monthly tests."
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So I heeded all their warnings
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And protected them by Law...
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Guarded them very carefully,
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And always wore a bra.
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After 30 years of careful care,
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The doctor found a lump.
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He ordered a mammogram
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To look inside that clump.
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"Stand very close," she said,
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As she got my tit in line,
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"And tell me when it hurts," she said,
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"Ah Yes! There! That's just fine."
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She stepped upon a pedal...
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I could not believe my eyes!
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A plastic plate was pressing down...
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My boob was in a vice!!!
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My skin was stretched and stretched
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From way up by my chin.
|
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And my poor tit was being squashed
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To Swedish pancake thin!!!
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Excruciating pain I felt,
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Within its vice-like grip.
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A prisoner in this vicious thing,
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My poor defenseless tit!
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"Take a deep breath," she said to me
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Who does she think she's kidding?
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My chest is smashed in her machine,
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I can't breathe and woozy I am getting.
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"There, that was good," I heard her say
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As the room was slowly swaying,
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"Now let's get the other one,"
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"Lord, have mercy," I was praying.
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It squeezed me from the up and down,
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It squeezed me from both sides,
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I'll bet she's never had this done
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To her tender hide!
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If I had no problem when I came in,
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I surely have one now...
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If there had been a cyst in there,
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It would have popped KER--POW!!!
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This machine was made by a man,
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Of this I have no doubt...
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I'd like to get his balls in there
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For months he'd go "without"!!!!!!
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==
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[117]
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A southern gentleman goes to the doctor to have a vasectomy.
|
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On the day of his surgery, he arrives at the doctor's
|
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office dressed in a tuxedo.
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When the doctor questions the man's attire, the man drawls,
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"I wanna look impotent if I'm gonna be impotent!"
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==
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[118]
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A man went to see a doctor because of a very high, squeaky, annoying voice.
|
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The doctor examined him, and told him that the only way would be to replace
|
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his extremely large penis with a smaller one. The guy is desperate and
|
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decides to go through with the operation. It's a great success and the
|
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man has a fantastic baritone.
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But after some time the guy's sex life deteriorates and he decides to see
|
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the doctor to try get his original equipment back. He says to the doctor,
|
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"Doctor, is there any way that you could get me my organ back, my sex life
|
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has gone to pot."
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"Not on your life!!" the doctor replies in a high, squeaky, annoying voice.
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==
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[119]
|
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There was this eighty-year-old man who was seeing the doctor for a checkup.
|
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The doctor asked why he needed the checkup. The man was getting married
|
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next month to a girl 60 years his junior. The doctor tried to talk him
|
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out of the marriage, and it didn't work. However, the doctor suggested,
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"If you want your marriage to last, I say you at least take in a boarder."
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The old man agreed.
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The old man didn't see the doctor for a year, when they met at a fund-
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raiser.
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The old man says, "Doc, congratulate me, my wife is pregnant."
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"That's good news," said the doctor. "I knew the boarder would help."
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"Oh," said the old man with a wicked grin, "and the boarder's pregnant
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as well."
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==
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[120]
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A businessman was in Japan to make a presentation to the Toyota motor
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people. Needless to say, this was an especially important deal, and it
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was imperative that he make the best possible impression.
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On the morning of the presentation he awoke to find himself passing gas, in
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large volumes, with the unpleasant characteristic of sounding like "HONDA".
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The man was besides himself. Every few minutes "HONDA", "HONDA"....
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Unable to stop this aberrant behavior, and in desperate need to terminate
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these odious and rather embarrassing emissions, he sought a physicians aid.
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After a full examination, the doctor told him that there was nothing
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inherently wrong with him and that he would just have to wait it out.
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Being unwilling to accept this state of affairs he visited a second and
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then a third doctor all of whom told him the same thing. Finally one medic
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suggested that he visit a dentist.
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Well although he could not see how a dentist was going to be of any help,
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he visited one anyway.
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Lo and behold, the dentist said, "Ah, there's the problem"
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"What is it?" the man asked.
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"Why you have an abscess," said the dentist.
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"An abscess. How could that be causing my problem?" asked the man.
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"That's easy," replied the dentist.
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"Why everyone knows...Abscess makes the fart go Honda."
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==
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[121]
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THE DOCTOR
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(Toxic Custard Workshop)
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In the waiting room you wait your turn.
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Don't breathe in if you don't want germs.
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Come into my office and have a seat,
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I'm Doctor Killer, pleased to meet
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Hello there, you say you're ill?
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Better cough up, 'cos I don't bulk-bill.
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Lie down here; does it hurt?
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I'll put this cold thing up your shirt.
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Then I'll stick this thing up your nose,
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While you take off all your clothes.
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Lots of probes, and then some.
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In your ear and up your bum.
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Ah ha! I know what's wrong with you!
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Much more serious than just the flu.
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What would you like, a box of pills?
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I do hope that you've made a will.
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Take ten of these ten times a day;
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Now piss off; on the way out, pay.
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Oh dear, he's dead, where's that nurse?
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I'll get her to call the hearse.
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==
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[122]
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A fellow goes to the doctor and says, "Doctor, I have this problem
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that I am always farting all of the time. Although they don't smell,
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they do make loud noises, and it is affecting my social life."
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The doctor gives him some pills, and asks him to return next week.
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He returns, and says, "Those pills did no good. In fact they made things
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worse. I still fart as much, but now they smell terrible."
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To which the doctor replies, "Good! Now that we have your nose working
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again, lets work on your farting"
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==
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[123]
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I recently went to see my doctor.
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I said "Doctor It's me dick!"
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I flopped it onto the desk, and the doctor asked "so whats the problem?"
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An' I said "Nowt. It's a beaty ain't it!"
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==
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[124]
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The young woman settled down on the table and th doctor gynecologist
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asked, "What exactly happened?"
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Well she replied that " My boyfriend had his glasses down there and he
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got so wild that they fell in!!"
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He then peered inside and said, "I can't see anything in here."
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"That's odd," she said. "I can see you just fine!"
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==
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[125]
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Gynecologist to doctor: I've been feeling low lately, Doc.
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==
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[126]
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Bill hadn't been feeling very well lately, so he went to see his doctor.
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After running several tests, the doctor had the bad fortune of telling
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Bill the results.
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Doc: Bill, I'm afraid that I have to inform you that you have a bad case
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of the HAGS, and this is serious.
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Bill: But Doc, what is this serious disease known as HAGS?
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Doc: Well, its actually a deadly combination of herpes, AIDS, gonorrhea,
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and syphilis. Very few people have ever survived HAGS.
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Bill: Oh my God, Doc! What am I going to do?
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Doc: Well, for starters I'm having you put into one of the hospital's
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observation rooms. You will be put on the 3P diet. And we'll wait.
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Bill: What's this 3P diet, Doc?
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Doc: Pancakes, pizza, and pop-tarts.
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Bill: So tell me Doc, what's so special about pancakes, pizza, and pop-tarts
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in the treatment of HAGS?
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Doc: Well, those are the only foods that we've found that can be easily
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slipped in under the door!
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==
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[127]
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Old Doctors never die, they just loose their patience.
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Old lawyers never die, they just threaten their doctor with malpractice.
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==
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[128]
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One woman says to another: "I can't understand why you haven't gone to
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see that new gynecologist yet! I mean he's so young and handsome! And
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your gynecologist is so old!"
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The other woman replies with a smile: "Yeah, I know. His hands shake
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*all* the time!"
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==
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[129]
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Or perhaps you know Joan Rivers' gynecologist? Every Time you go to his
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office he says, "Dr. Schwartz, at your cervix. I'm dilated to meet you!"
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==
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[130]
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An apple a day keeps the doctor away... if it is aimed well.
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An apple every eight hours keeps three doctors away.
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Barium: What doctors do when treatment fails.
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Nine out of ten doctors agree that one out of ten doctors is an idiot.
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|
Proctologist: A doctor who puts in a hard day at the orifice.
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There are more old drunkards than old doctors.
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Think how much fun you could have with the doctor's wife and a bucket of
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apples.
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Dentists are incapable of asking questions that need a simple yes or no
|
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answer.
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==
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[131]
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"Captain, how soon can we land?"
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"I can't tell."
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"You can tell me; I'm a doctor."
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==
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[132]
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Jokes about Kenneth Clarke, when U.K. Secretary of State for
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Health:
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What do you call a man who ignores doctors' advice? The health
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secretary.
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|
|
Kenneth Clarke dies this morning. Doctors said his condition was
|
|
'satisfactory'.
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==
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[133]
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I stole a pad from a doctor's office and forged a really strong
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|
prescription for myself. He was an ophthalmologist. You wouldn't
|
|
believe the colors!
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|
==
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[134]
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|
A pipe burst in a doctor's house. He called a plumber. The plumber
|
|
arrived, unpacked his tools, did mysterious plumber-type things for a
|
|
while, and handed the doctor a bill for $600.
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|
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|
The doctor exclaimed, "This is ridiculous! I don't even make that much as
|
|
a doctor!". The plumber waited for him to finish and quietly said
|
|
"Neither did I when I was a doctor."
|
|
==
|
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|
[135]
|
|
A 90-year old man announces his intention to marry a woman of 30. He is
|
|
persuaded to have a medical exam first.
|
|
|
|
"Everyone tells me I need a checkup to see if I'm sexually fit", he says
|
|
to the doctor.
|
|
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|
"O.K.", says the medic, "let me see your sex organs."
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|
|
So the old guy sticks out his tongue and his middle finger.
|
|
==
|
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|
[136]
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|
Steve Wright:
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|
|
|
I went to the eye doctor and found out I needed glasses for
|
|
reading. So, I got some flip-up contact lenses.
|
|
|
|
I filled out an application that said, "In Case Of Emergency
|
|
Notify". I wrote "Doctor"... What's my mother going to do?
|
|
|
|
The doctor says he has to amputate all of me.
|
|
==
|
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|
[137]
|
|
Rodney Dangerfield:
|
|
|
|
I went to my doctor and told him, "Hey, Doc! I just took an entire bottle
|
|
of sleeping pills. What should I do?" He said, "Go home, have a couple
|
|
of drinks, and get some rest!!"
|
|
|
|
"I told my doctor I wanna stop aging, he gave me a gun!"
|
|
|
|
"I told my doctor I got water on my knee, he gave me a sponge and raised
|
|
his fee!"
|
|
|
|
"I met the surgeon general, he offered me a cigarette!"
|
|
==
|
|
|
|
[138]
|
|
There was this city doctor who started a practice in the countryside. He
|
|
once had to go to a farm to attend to a sick farmer who lived there. After
|
|
a few housecalls he stopped coming to the farm. The puzzled farmer finally
|
|
phoned him to ask whats the matter, didn't he like him or somethin'. The
|
|
doctor said, "No, its your ducks at the entrance...every time I enter the
|
|
farm, they insult me!"
|
|
==
|
|
|
|
[139]
|
|
The patient went to his doctor for a checkup, and the doctor wrote out
|
|
a prescription for him in his usual illegible writing. The patient put it
|
|
in his pocket, but he forgot to have it filled. Every morning for two years
|
|
he showed it to the conductor as a railroad pass. Twice it got him into
|
|
the movies, once into the baseball park and once into the symphony. He got
|
|
a raise at work by showing it as a note from the boss. One day he mislaid
|
|
it. His daughter picked it up, played it on the piano and won a scholarship
|
|
to a conservatory of music.
|
|
==
|
|
|
|
[140]
|
|
Syadov walks into the Moscow health clinic and asks to see an
|
|
ear-and-eye doctor. The nurse explains to him that there isn't a specialist
|
|
in those two areas at the clinic, but tells him that they have an eye-doctor
|
|
AND an ear, nose, and throat man. She further goes on to suggest, after
|
|
seeing his rather vacant stare, that he see the ENT specialist, and, if that
|
|
doesn't work, why then he can go to the ophthalmologist. So a month later
|
|
(Remember, the clinic is run by the Soviet bureaucracy) he is shown to the
|
|
doc's office. The following dialogue ensues.
|
|
Doctor: So, tell me, Comrade Syadov. What seems to be the trouble?
|
|
Syadov: DOC! DOC! Ya GOTTA help me! I'm going crazy!
|
|
Doctor: Just calm down, and tell me your symptoms.
|
|
Syadov: Well, I..OK. I...I'll try. It's like my ears and my eyeballs aren't
|
|
connected to the same man. I can't see what I hear, and I can't hear
|
|
what I see!
|
|
At this, the doctor sighs, shakes his head, closes his notebook, and
|
|
prepares for his next patient. When Syadov asks what he's doing, he explains:
|
|
"Really, I'm very sorry, Comrade. But there's no known cure for Communism."
|
|
==
|
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|
I hope you enjoyed these jokes. If you know anymore please send them
|
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to me. Thanks to Henry Cate II -- a lot of this stuff is from his
|
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legendary Life collection.
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Bob (bobk@gibdo.engr.washington)
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