.....received this one on the email circuit:
One day we found an old cat at our door. She was a sorry sight - skinny, dirty, smelly and hair all matted down. We felt sorry for her, put her in a carrier and took her to the vet.
The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. My husband and the vet had never liked each other, so he had a parting shot, 'Don't forget to wash her, she stinks.'
The next day my husband had an appointment with his GP, who is located next door to the vet. While he was waiting for his turn, a side door opened and the vet leaned in - looked straight at my husband and said loudly, 'Your wife's pussy doesn't stink any more'. We washed and shaved it, and now she smells like a rose. Oh, and by the way, I think she's pregnant. God only knows who the father is!' Then he closed the door.
The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. My husband and the vet had never liked each other, so he had a parting shot, 'Don't forget to wash her, she stinks.'
The next day my husband had an appointment with his GP, who is located next door to the vet. While he was waiting for his turn, a side door opened and the vet leaned in - looked straight at my husband and said loudly, 'Your wife's pussy doesn't stink any more'. We washed and shaved it, and now she smells like a rose. Oh, and by the way, I think she's pregnant. God only knows who the father is!' Then he closed the door.
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