Bubba Had Shingles

Those of us who spend much time in a doctor's office
should appreciate this! Doesn't it seem more and more that physicians are
running their practices like an assembly line? Here's what happened to
Bubba:

Bubba walked into a doctor's office and the receptionist
asked him what he had. Bubba said: 'Shingles.' So she wrote down
his name, address, medical insurance number and told him to have a seat.

Fifteen minutes later a nurse's aide came out and asked
Bubba what he had.

Bubba said, 'Shingles.' So she wrote down his
height, weight, a complete medical history y and told Bubba to wait in the
examining room.

A half hour later a nurse came in and asked Bubba what he
had.. Bubba said, 'Shingles.' So the nurse gave Bubba a blood test, a
blood pressure test, an electrocardiogram, and told Bubba to take off all his
clothes and wait for the doctor.

An hour later the doctor came in and found Bubba sitting
patiently in the nude and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said,
'Shingles.' The doctor asked, 'Where?'

Bubba said, 'Outside on the truck. Where do you
want me to unload 'em??'

EEEEWWWWWW!!!!

Now here's sumpin the fellers would like:


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Tonight the daddy said, "Before Tuesday you had better buy a damn lottery ticket!"

Without missing a beat, my daughter looked at him with a serious look on her face and said, "Can't she just buy a regular lottery ticket?"