When a car skidded on wet pavement and struck a telephone pole, several bystander ran over to help the driver.
A woman was the first to reach the victim, but a man rushed in and pushed her back and said, “Step aside lady/ I’ve taken a course in first aid.”
The woman watched him for a few minutes, then tapped his shoulder and said, “Pardon me, but when you get to the part about calling a doctor, I’m right here.”
A doctor of psychology was doing his normal morning rounds, and he entered a patient’s room to find his patient sitting on the floor, sawing at a piece of wood with the side of his hand. Meanwhile, another patient was in the room, hanging from the ceiling by his feet.
The doctor asked his patient what he was doing, sitting on the floor.
The patient replied in an irritated fashion,”Can’t you see I’m sawing this piece of wood in half?”
The doctor inquired, “And what is the fellow hanging from the ceiling doing?”
“Oh. He’s my friend, but he’s a little crazy. He thinks he’s a light bulb.”
The doctor asks, “If he’s your friend, don’t you think you should get him down from there before he hurts himself?”
“What? And work in the dark?”
Farmer Gossman goes to the vet and says,”My horse is constipated.”
The vet says, “Take one of these pills, put it in a long tube, stick the other end in the horse’s ass, and blow the pill up there.”
Farmer Gossman comes back the next day, and he looks very sick.
The vet says, “What happened?”
Farmer Gossman says, “The horse blew first.”
As I was admitted the hospital for a procedure, the clerk asked for my wrist, saying ” I’m going to give you a bracelet.”
” Has it got Rubies and Diamonds ? ” I ask coyly.
” No, ” he said. ” But it’ll cost just as much. “
The phone rings and the lady of the house answers, ‘Hello, Mrs. Sanders, please.’
‘Speaking.’
‘Mrs. Sanders, this is Doctor Jones at Saint Agnes Laboratory. When your husband’s doctor sent his biopsy to the lab last week, a biopsy from another Mr. Sanders arrived as well. We are now uncertain which one belongs to your husband. Frankly, either way the results are not too good.’
‘What do you mean?’ Mrs. Sanders asks nervously.
‘Well, one of the specimens tested positive for Alzheimer’s and the other one tested positive for HIV. We can’t tell which is which.’
‘That’s dreadful! Can you do the test again?’ questioned Mrs. Sanders.
‘Normally we can, but Medicare will only pay for these expensive tests one time.’
‘Well, what am I supposed to do now?’
‘The folks at Medicare recommend that you drop your husband off somewhere in the middle of town. If he finds his way home, don’t sleep with him.’
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