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These are clean jokes, although occasionally one that is "slightly blue" may appear. But absolutely no porn is allowed. Meanwhile, if you run across something funny that you'd like to share, please send it to dave@healthproductsinfo.com with "Laugh Yourself Well" (no quotation marks) and I'll add it to the list. Thanks!


A man and his wife, now in their 60s, were celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary. On their special day a good fairy came to them and said that because they had been so good that each of them could have one wish.

The wife wished for a trip around the world with her husband.

Whoosh! Immediately she had airline/cruise tickets in her hands.

The man wished for a female companion 30 years younger than himself.

Whoosh ... immediately he turned 90!

(Moral: Be careful what you wish for – you just might get it!)


 

(A 98-year-old woman in the UK wrote this to her bank. The bank manager thought it amusing enough to have it published in the London Times.)
 
Dear Sir,

I am writing to thank you for bouncing my cheque with which I endeavoured to pay my plumber last month.

By my calculations, three nanoseconds must have elapsed between his presenting the cheque and the arrival in my account of theHealth Products Info funds needed to honour it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my Pension, an arrangement, which, I admit, has been in place for only thirty-eight years. You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for  debiting my account £30 by way of penalty for the inconvenience caused  to your bank.


My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused  me to rethink my errant financial ways. I noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters, when I try to contact you, I am confronted by the impersonal, overcharging,  pre-recorded, faceless entity which your bank has become.

From now on, I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person. My mortgage and loan payments will therefore and hereafter no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your bank by cheque, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee at your bank whom you must nominate. Be aware that it is an offence under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope. 

Please find attached an Application Contact Status which I require your chosen employee to  complete. I am sorry it runs to eight pages, but in order that I know as much about him or her as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative. Please note that all copies of his or her medical history must be countersigned by a Solicitor, and the mandatory details of his/her financial situation (income, debts, assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented proof.

In due course, I will issue your employee with PIN number which he/she must quote in dealings with me. I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but, again, I have modeled it on the number of button presses required of me to access my account balance on your phone bank service. As they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

Let  me level the playing field even further. When you call me, press buttons as follows:
1.  To make an appointment to see me.
2.  To query a missing payment.
3.  To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there.
4.  To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping.
5.  To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature.
6.  To transfer the call to my mobile phone if I am not at home.
7.  To leave a message on my computer (a password to access my computer is required. A password will be communicated to you at a later date to the Authorized Contact.)
8.  To return to the main menu and to listen to options 1 through to & 8..
9.  To make a general complaint or inquiry, the contact will then be put on hold, pending the attention of my automated answering service. While this may, on occasion, involve a lengthy wait, uplifting music will play for the duration of the call.

Regrettably, but again following your example, I must also levy an establishment fee to cover the setting up of this new arrangement.

May I wish you a happy, if ever so slightly less prosperous, New Year.

Your Humble Client


(Remember: This was written by a 98-year-old woman.)


 

1. A man comes into the ER and yells, "My wife's going to have her baby in the cab!" I grabbed my stuff, rushed out to the cab, lifted the lady's dress, and began to take off her underwear. Suddenly, I noticed that there were several cabs -- and I was in the wrong one.

Submitted by Dr. Mark MacDonald, San Antonio, TX

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2. At the beginning of my shift, I placed a stethoscope on an elderly and slightly deaf female patient's anterior chest wall. "Big breaths,"
Health Products InfoI instructed. "Yes, they used to be," replied the patient with a sigh.

Submitted by Dr. Richard Byrnes, Seattle, WA

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3. One day I had to be the bearer of bad news when I told a wife that her husband had died of a massive myocardial infarct. Not more than five minutes later, I heard her reporting to the rest of the family that he had died of a "massive internal fart."

Submitted by Dr. Susan Steinberg

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4. During a patient's two week follow-up appointment with his cardiologist, he informed me, his doctor, that he was having trouble with one of his medications. "Which one?" I asked. "The patch, the nurse told me to put on a new one every six hours, and now I'm running
out of places to put it!" I had him quickly undress, and discovered what I hoped I wouldn't see. Yes, the man had over fifty patches on his body! Now, the instructions include removal of the old patch before applying a new one.

Submitted by Dr. Rebecca St. Clair, Norfolk, VA

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5. While acquainting myself with a new elderly patient, I asked, "How long have you been bedridden?" After a look of complete confusion, she answered, "Why, not for about twenty years -- when my husband was alive."

Submitted by Dr. Steven Swanson, Corvallis, OR

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6. I was caring for a woman and asked, "So, how's your breakfast this morning?" "It's very good, except for the Kentucky Jelly. I can't seem to get used to the taste," the patient replied. I then asked to see the jelly, and the woman produced a foil packet labeled "KY Jelly."

Submitted by Dr. Leonard Kransdorf, Detroit , MI

7. A nurse was on duty in the emergency room when a young woman with purple hair styled into a punk rocker mohawk, sporting a variety of tattoos, and wearing strange clothing, entered. It was quickly determined that the patient had acute appendicitis, so she was scheduled for immediate surgery. When she was completely disrobed on the operating table, the staff noticed that her pubic hair had been dyed green, and above it there was a tattoo that read, "Keep off the grass." Once the surgery was completed, the surgeon wrote a short note on the patient's dressing, which said, "Sorry, had to mow the lawn."

Submitted by RN, no name

And Finally ...

8. As a new, young MD doing his residency in OB, I was quite embarrassed when performing female pelvic exams. To cover my
embarrassment, I had unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly. On one occasion the middle-aged lady upon whom I was performing this exam suddenly burst out laughing, which further embarrassed me. I looked up from my work and sheepishly said, "I'm sorry. Was I 'touching' you?" She replied, "No, but the song you were whistling was, 'I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener.' "

Doctor wouldn't submit his name (Can't say I blame him!)

 



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