Because I Love Bad Jokes

Because I Love Bad Jokes

Found this one on the Bob and Tom website...incidentally, it seems that the Chattanooga station that carried my favorite morning radio show has dropped them in favor of classic rock (if classic rock means constant Steve Miller) and a second-rate generic DJ named The Beez, or The Duke, or something along those lines...this discovery left me a little ill at ease much of the morning....

A middle-aged woman seemed sheepish as she visited her gynecologist.

"Come now," coaxed the doctor, "you've been seeing me for years! There's nothing you can't tell me."

"This one's kind of strange..."

"Let me be the judge of that," the doctor replied.

"Well," she said, "yesterday I went to the bathroom in the morning and I heard a plink-plink in the toilet; when I looked down, the water was full of pennies."

"I see."

"That afternoon, I went again and there were nickels in the bowl."

"Uh-huh."

"That night," she went on, "there were dimes and this morning there were quarters! You've got to tell me what's wrong with me!" she implored, "I'm scared out of my wits!"

The gynecologist put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"There, there, it's nothing to be scared about. You're simply going through your change."