|3 sick men go to the doctor
||[Mar. 8th, 2005|09:44 am]
Three desperately ill men met with their doctor one day to |
discuss their options. There was an Alcoholic, one was a
Chain-Smoker, and one was a Homosexual.
The doctor, addressing all three of them, said, "If any of
you indulge in your vices one more time, you will surely
die." The men left the doctor's office; each convinced that
he would never again indulge himself in his vice.
While walking toward the subway for their return trip to
the suburbs, they passed a bar. The Alcoholic, hearing the
loud music and smelling the ale, could not stop himself.
His buddies accompanied him into the bar, where he had a
shot of whiskey. No sooner had he replaced the shot glass
on the bar, he fell off his stool, stone cold dead.
His companions, somewhat shaken, left the bar, realising
how seriously they must take the doctor's words.
As they walked along, they came upon a cigarette butt lying
on the ground, still burning.
The Homosexual looked at the Chain-Smoker and said, "You
know if you bend over to pick that up, we're both dead."