> The doctor comes in and says, "Ah, I see you've regained
> consciousness. Now you probably won't remember, but you were
> in a huge pile-up on the freeway. You're going to be ok,
> you'll walk again and everything, but.......your penis was
> severed in the accident and we couldn't find it."
>
> The man groans, but the doctor goes on, "You've got $9000
> in insurance compensation coming and we now have the
> technology to build a new penis. They work great, but they
> don't come cheap. It's $1000 an inch."
>
> The man perks up. "So," the doctor says, "you must decide
> how many inches you want. But, this is something you should
> discuss with your wife. If you had a five-incher before and
> get a nine-incher now, she might be a bit put out. On the
> other hand, if you had a nine-incher before and you decide
> to only invest in a five-incher now, she might be
> disappointed. It's important that she plays a role in
> helping you make a decision."
>
> The man agrees to talk it over with his wife. The doctor
> comes back the next day, "So, have you spoken with your
> wife?"
>
> "Yes I have," says the man.
>
> "And has she helped you make a decision?"
>
> "Yes" says the man.
>
> "What is your decision?" asks the doctor.
>
> "We're getting granite countertops." besides which hole ye gonna put datz??
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