A surgeon goes to check on his patient after surgery and he says to her...
"Everything went fine and you'll recover completely."
The young woman asks, "How long will it be before I can have a normal sex life again?"
The surgeon pauses for a while and wipes a small tear from the corner of his eye.
The woman, now alarmed, asks, "What's the matter doctor?!
I will be OK, won't I!?"
The surgeon smiles and replies, "Yes, yes you'll be fine...
" It's just that no one has ever asked me that question after having their tonsils out."
Mornin
Congratulations to @APalm, @Pam_Antosiak, @RockNRollHS. Your questions were chosen for tonight’s.Ask Greg and the Panelists.
@APalm Who's a celebrity that is universally considered attractive, but they just don't do it for you?
@Pam_Antosiak At your current level of professional success, do you still have a five year plan? And if you do, where do you want to be in five years?
@RockNRollHS What is it that annoys you the most these days?
Taped The Great Christmas Showdown at Fox and this weekend I’ll be with Greg in Atlantic City
Tough to be Irish
"What's your name?", asked the teacher.
"Mohammad," he replied.
"You're in Ireland now," replied the teacher, "So from now on you will be known as Mike.
" Mohammad returned home after school.
"How was your day, Mohammad?", his mother asked.
"My name is not Mohammad. I'm in Ireland and now my name is Mike”.
"Are you ashamed of your name? Are you trying to dishonor your parents, your heritage, your religion? Shame on you!"
And his mother beat the shit out of him. Then she called his father, who beat the shit out of him again.
The next day Mohammad returned to school. The teacher saw all of his fresh bruises.
"What happened to you, Mike?", she asked.
"Well shortly after becoming an Irishman, I was attacked by two fucking Arabs."
Mornin
@Patriotcat
Lunch dessert 😋
Would have been one more, but the chocolate soft serve machine is broken 😬
[𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆] 𝑱𝒐𝒔𝒆́ 𝑨𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒐 𝑲𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒈𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝑫𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒅 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒑’𝒔.
Gooey moaning, one and all. I greet you well.
Or I would, if I wasn't laid up.
I thought I was having another mini-stoke episode on Friday. A very odd thing - dizzy, garbled speech, almost exactly the same. Her Indoors wasted no time in summoning the paramedics (as we call ambulence crews these days).
They quickly detected very low blood pressure, and whisked me off to the James Paget hospital. I was actually coming out of the episode by the time we got there. I was kept in overnight, though I felt fine by then. Ramipril discontinued, another medication prescribed, and they packed me off home.
Her Indoors ...
