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Snotty Receptionist
s.gun
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Yesterday I had an appointment to see the urologist for a Prostate exam.
Of course I was a bit on edge because all my friends have either gone under the knife or had those pellets implanted.......
The waiting room was filled with patients.
As I approached the receptionist's desk,
I noticed that the receptionist was a large unfriendly woman who looked like a Sumo wrestler.
I gave her my name.
In a very loud voice, the receptionist said,
"YES, I HAVE YOUR NAME HERE;
YOU WANT TO SEE THE DOCTOR ABOUT IMPOTENCE, RIGHT?"
All the patients in the waiting room snapped their heads around to look at me,
a now very embarrassed man.
But as usual, I recovered quickly, and in an equally loud voice replied,
'NO, I'VE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT A SEX CHANGE OPERATION,
BUT I DON'T WANT THE SAME DOCTOR THAT DID YOURS."
Of course I was a bit on edge because all my friends have either gone under the knife or had those pellets implanted.......
The waiting room was filled with patients.
As I approached the receptionist's desk,
I noticed that the receptionist was a large unfriendly woman who looked like a Sumo wrestler.
I gave her my name.
In a very loud voice, the receptionist said,
"YES, I HAVE YOUR NAME HERE;
YOU WANT TO SEE THE DOCTOR ABOUT IMPOTENCE, RIGHT?"
All the patients in the waiting room snapped their heads around to look at me,
a now very embarrassed man.
But as usual, I recovered quickly, and in an equally loud voice replied,
'NO, I'VE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT A SEX CHANGE OPERATION,
BUT I DON'T WANT THE SAME DOCTOR THAT DID YOURS."
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Yesterday I had an appointment to see the urologist for a Prostate exam.
Of course I was a bit on edge because all my friends have either gone under the knife or had those pellets implanted.......
The waiting room was filled with patients.
As I approached the receptionist's desk,
I noticed that the receptionist was a large unfriendly woman who looked like a Sumo wrestler.
I gave her my name.
In a very loud voice, the receptionist said,
"YES, I HAVE YOUR NAME HERE;
YOU WANT TO SEE THE DOCTOR ABOUT IMPOTENCE, RIGHT?"
All the patients in the waiting room snapped their heads around to look at me,
a now very embarrassed man.
But as usual, I recovered quickly, and in an equally loud voice replied,
'NO, I'VE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT A SEX CHANGE OPERATION,
BUT I DON'T WANT THE SAME DOCTOR THAT DID YOURS."
Good comeback[:D][:D]
I don't know if this is a joke or not, but it is funny as hell. If you are serious I strongly suggest you get surgery, and NOT the pellets. My friend of 40 years did the pellets, and he was dead about 6 months later!
Take it easy on that prostate surgery stuff. Been reading how only 3% of men diagnosed with prostate cancer actually die of it. There have been studies that found it growing in lots and lots of men who had died of other causes, typically very late in life.
Slow and easy on this stuff fella's, slow and easy.
After a short bit, my uncle noticed a lot of bustling about on the other side of the sheet. He asked, "Is anything wrong?"
One of the staff said, "No, you're fine. We've finished."
My uncle looked up at the clock; only about twenty minutes had passed. He said, "Here, there's still plenty of time. If you can think of any other improvements to make on that thing, just go ahead!"
An added benefit is you will be able to easily open any stuck pickle jar.
I read an article that said the more you choke your chicken, the less likely you will have prostate problems...
An added benefit is you will be able to easily open any stuck pickle jar.
[:0] Damn! There went the keyboard. That's so true, er, I mean funny.
I read an article that said the more you choke your chicken, the less likely you will have prostate problems...
An added benefit is you will be able to easily open any stuck pickle jar.
ahahahaha
What was her response?
Years back, paid a visit to a doc's office. Receptionist insisted that he had to have a urine specimen. Told her he did not need one, but that I needed to see the doc. She told me I had to provide one. Told her I was there to serve a search warrant, and did not have to provide one. Doc had been forging Medicaid paperwork, and selling prescriptions for narcotics.
i would have peed in the cup, and THEN mentioned the search warrant. oh, the look on her face...