NABIT
10-04-2005, 03:04 AM
and tp all the repost nazi's,http://www.gixxer.com/forums/images/graemlins/flipa.gif I don't give a fuck if it is...
The phone rang. The lady of the house answered... "Yes?"
"Mrs. Ward, please."
"Speaking."
"Mrs. Ward, this is Doctor Jones at the Medical Testing Laboratory. When your Doctor sent your husband's samples to the lab, the samples from another Mr. Ward were sent in at the same time. They got mixed up, and we are now uncertain which one is your husband's. Frankly, the prognosis is either bad... or terrible."
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Ward asked.
"Well, one Mr. Ward has tested positive for Alzheimer's and the other for AIDS. We can't tell which is your husband's."
"That's terrible! Can we do the test over?" questioned Mrs. Ward.
"Normally, yes. But Medicare won't pay for these expensive tests more than once."
"That's terrible. What am I supposed to do now?"
"Well, the people at Medicare recommend that you drop your husband off in the middle of town. If he finds his way home, don't have sex with him."
The phone rang. The lady of the house answered... "Yes?"
"Mrs. Ward, please."
"Speaking."
"Mrs. Ward, this is Doctor Jones at the Medical Testing Laboratory. When your Doctor sent your husband's samples to the lab, the samples from another Mr. Ward were sent in at the same time. They got mixed up, and we are now uncertain which one is your husband's. Frankly, the prognosis is either bad... or terrible."
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Ward asked.
"Well, one Mr. Ward has tested positive for Alzheimer's and the other for AIDS. We can't tell which is your husband's."
"That's terrible! Can we do the test over?" questioned Mrs. Ward.
"Normally, yes. But Medicare won't pay for these expensive tests more than once."
"That's terrible. What am I supposed to do now?"
"Well, the people at Medicare recommend that you drop your husband off in the middle of town. If he finds his way home, don't have sex with him."