Mr McDonald 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 pile-up on the
Hume Highway. You're going to be okay, you'll walk again and everything,
but..... Something happened. I'm trying to break this gently, but the fact
is, your willy was chopped off in the wreck, and we were unable to find
it."
He groans, but the doctor goes on, "You've got $9,000 in insurance
compensation coming to you, and we have the technology now to build you a
new willy that will work as well as your old one did - better in fact! But
the thing is, it doesn't come cheap. It's $1,000 an inch."
Mr McDonald perks up at this.
"So," the doctor says, "it's for you to decide how many inches you want.
But it's something you'd better discuss with your wife. I mean, if you had
a five inch one before, and you decide to go for a nine incher, she might
be a bit put out. But if you had a nine inch one before, and you decide
only to invest in a five incher this time, she might be disappointed. So
it's important that she plays a role in helping you make the decision."
Mr McDonald agrees to talk with his wife. The doctor comes back the next
day.
"So," says the doctor, "have you spoken with your wife?"
"I have," says Mr McDonald
"And has she helped you in making the decision?"
"She has," says Mr McDonald
"And what is it?" asks the doctor.
"We're getting a new kitchen."
The doctor comes in and says, "Ah, I see you've regained consciousness.
Now, you probably won't remember, but you were in a pile-up on the
Hume Highway. You're going to be okay, you'll walk again and everything,
but..... Something happened. I'm trying to break this gently, but the fact
is, your willy was chopped off in the wreck, and we were unable to find
it."
He groans, but the doctor goes on, "You've got $9,000 in insurance
compensation coming to you, and we have the technology now to build you a
new willy that will work as well as your old one did - better in fact! But
the thing is, it doesn't come cheap. It's $1,000 an inch."
Mr McDonald perks up at this.
"So," the doctor says, "it's for you to decide how many inches you want.
But it's something you'd better discuss with your wife. I mean, if you had
a five inch one before, and you decide to go for a nine incher, she might
be a bit put out. But if you had a nine inch one before, and you decide
only to invest in a five incher this time, she might be disappointed. So
it's important that she plays a role in helping you make the decision."
Mr McDonald agrees to talk with his wife. The doctor comes back the next
day.
"So," says the doctor, "have you spoken with your wife?"
"I have," says Mr McDonald
"And has she helped you in making the decision?"
"She has," says Mr McDonald
"And what is it?" asks the doctor.
"We're getting a new kitchen."
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