A man wakes up in the hospital bandaged from head to foot.
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 motorway.
You're going to be ok, you'll walk again and everything but your p*nis 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
p*nis. They work great but they don't come cheap. It's roughly £1000 an inch."
The man perks up.
"So, the doctor says, You must decide how many inches you want. But I understand that you have been married for over 17 years and 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. 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 worktops for the kitchen."
hehehe!
Fozzie
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Originally posted by Fozzie
Fozzie
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Originally posted by Ninehigh
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Originally posted by Fozzie
Fozzie
Were those worktops worth it?
Ninehigh, rumour has it that he spent £12,000 but not on work-tops trouble was he couldn't remember why he'd spent it (ageist joke!)
Cheers, Pewe