skipper734
Registered ruffian
I'm 77 and yesterday I had an appointment to see the urologist for a prostate exam. Of course, I was a bit on edge because
all of 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 very large, extremely unfriendly woman
who looked like a Sumo wrestler. I gave her my name. Then, 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 people in the waiting room snapped their heads around to look at me, a now very embarrassed man. But, as usual, I quickly
recovered and, in an equally loud voice, replied:
"NO, I HAVE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT A SEX CHANGE OPERATION BUT I DON'T WANT THE SAME DOCTOR WHO DID YOURS."
The entire room erupted in applause!!
NEVER, EVER MESS WITH OLD RETIRED GUYS!
all of 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 very large, extremely unfriendly woman
who looked like a Sumo wrestler. I gave her my name. Then, 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 people in the waiting room snapped their heads around to look at me, a now very embarrassed man. But, as usual, I quickly
recovered and, in an equally loud voice, replied:
"NO, I HAVE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT A SEX CHANGE OPERATION BUT I DON'T WANT THE SAME DOCTOR WHO DID YOURS."
The entire room erupted in applause!!
NEVER, EVER MESS WITH OLD RETIRED GUYS!