Dr.’s Orders Edition!
Dedicated to the Friday Funnies Staff Neurologist, “Dr. Mc.”
(With honorable mention to “Dr. Kool-Aid”*)
* Inside joke …
We begin with …
• The Essence of Nursing: Listen Carefully!
A male patient is lying in bed in the hospital, wearing an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose. A young student nurse appears and gives him a partial sponge bath.
“Nurse,”‘ he mumbles from behind the mask, “are my testicles black?”
Embarrassed, the young nurse replies, “I don’t know, Sir. I’m only here to wash your upper body and feet.”
He struggles to ask again, “Nurse, please check for me. Are my testicles black?”
Concerned that he might elevate his blood pressure and heart rate from worrying about his testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and pulls back the covers.
She raises his gown, holds his manhood in one hand and his testicles gently in the other.
She looks very closely and says, “There’s nothing wrong with them, Sir. They look fine.”
The man slowly pulls off his oxygen mask, smiles at her, and says very slowly,
“Thank you very much. That was wonderful. Now listen very, very closely:
“Are – my – test – results – back?”
We return now to our regularly scheduled broadcast, beginning with …
This Week’s Walmartian!
The Walmart Car Show
• Separated At Birth – Catfish mouth & “Chris-to-Fear’s” ’55 Studebaker
• Why Women Live Longer Than Men
• Men In Need Of Female Supervision
• Redneck Technology
This one is via “Cousin Mary” in Ohio – but I’ve actually seen this! It was the van of a now-defunct (I wonder why) locksmith shop in Albany, CA where I used to live!
• Blonde Joke du Jour
(Hat tip: “Ol’ Petrol Head”)
An Aussie Blonde was sent on her way to Heaven. Upon arrival, a concerned St Peter met her at the Gates of Pearl.
‘I’m sorry, ‘St Peter said; ‘But Heaven is suffering from an overload of godly souls and we have been forced to put up an Entrance Exam for new arrivals to ease the burden of Heavenly Arrivals.’
‘That’s cool’ said the Blonde, ‘What does the Entrance Exam consist of?’
‘Just three questions’ said St Peter.
‘Which are?’ asked the Blonde.
‘The first,’ said St Peter, ‘is, which two days of the week start with the letter ‘T’?
The second is ‘How many seconds are there in a year’?
The third is ‘What was the name of the swagman in Waltzing Matilda?’
‘Now,’ said St Peter, ‘Go away and think about those questions and when I call upon you, I shall expect you to have those answers for me.’
So the Blonde went away and gave those three questions some considerable thought (I expect you to do the same).
The following morning, St Peter called upon the Blonde and asked if she had considered the questions, to which she replied, ‘I have.’
‘Well then,’ said St Peter, ‘Which two days of the week start with the letter T?’
The Blonde said, ‘Today and Tomorrow.’
St Peter pondered this answer for some time, and decided that indeed the answer can be applied to the question.
‘Well then, could I have your answer to the second of the three questions’ St Peter went on, ‘how many seconds in a year?’
The Blonde replied, ‘Twelve!’
‘Only twelve’ exclaimed St Peter, ‘How did you arrive at that figure?’
‘Easy,’ said the Blonde, ‘there’s the second of January, the second of February, right through to the second of December, giving a total of twelve seconds.’
St Peter looked at the Blonde and said, ‘I need some time to consider your answer before I can give you a decision.’ And he walked away shaking his head.
A short time later, St Peter returned to the Blonde. ‘I’ll allow the answer to stand, but you need to get the third and final question absolutely correct to be allowed into Heaven. Now, can you tell me the answer to the name of the swagman in Waltzing Matilda?’
The blonde replied: ‘Of the three questions, I found this the easiest to answer.’
‘Really!’ exclaimed St Peter, ‘And what is the answer?’
‘Yes, Andy,’ said the Blonde.
This totally floored St Peter, and he paced this way and that, deliberating the answer. Finally, he could not stand the suspense any longer, and turning to the blonde, asked ‘How in God’s name did you arrive at THAT answer?’
‘Easy’ said the Blonde, ‘Andy sat, Andy watched, Andy waited till his billy boiled.’
And the Blonde entered Heaven…
• Lawyer Joke du Jour
(with another hat tip to “Ol’ Petrol Head”)
BEST LAWYER / INSURANCE STORY OF THE YEAR, DECADE AND POSSIBLY THE CENTURY!.
This actually took place in Charlotte, North Carolina.
A lawyer purchased a box of very rare and expensive cigars, then insured them against, among other things, fire.
Within a month, having smoked his entire stockpile of these great cigars, the lawyer filed a claim against the insurance company.
In his claim, the lawyer stated the cigars were lost ‘in a series of small fires.’
The insurance company refused to pay, citing the obvious reason, that the man had consumed the cigars in the normal fashion.
The lawyer sued and WON!
There’s more – Stay with me! …
Delivering the ruling, the judge agreed with the insurance company that the claim was frivolous. The judge stated nevertheless, that the lawyer held a policy from the company, in which it had warranted that the cigars were insurable and also guaranteed that it would insure them against fire, without defining what is considered to be unacceptable ‘fire’ and was obligated to pay the claim.
Rather than endure lengthy and costly appeal process, the insurance company accepted the ruling and paid $15,000 to the lawyer for his loss of the cigars that perished in the ‘fires’.
NOW FOR THE BEST PART…
After the lawyer cashed the check, the insurance company had him arrested on 24 counts of ARSON!!! With his own insurance claim and testimony from the previous case being used against him, the lawyer was convicted of intentionally burning his insured property and was sentenced to 24 months in jail and a $24,000 fine.
This true story won First Place in last year’s Criminal Lawyers Awards contest!
That’s enough damage for this Friday, so until next week …