A duck hunter was out enjoying a nice morning on the marsh when he decided
to take a leak. He walked over to a tree and propped up his gun. Just then
a gust of wind blew, the gun fell over, and discharged...shooting him in the
genitals.
Several hours later, lying in a hospital bed he was approached by his
doctor. 'Well sir, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news
is that you are going to be OK. The damage was local to your groin, there
was very little internal damage, and we were able to remove all of the
buckshot.'
'What's the bad news?' asked the hunter..
'The bad news is that there was some pretty extensive buckshot damage done
to your penis. I'm going to have to refer you to my sister.'
'Oh, well I guess that isn't too bad,' the hunter replied. 'Is your sister
a plastic surgeon?'
'Not exactly.' answered the doctor. 'She's a flute player in the local
symphony and she's going to teach you where to put your fingers so you don't
piss in your eye
to take a leak. He walked over to a tree and propped up his gun. Just then
a gust of wind blew, the gun fell over, and discharged...shooting him in the
genitals.
Several hours later, lying in a hospital bed he was approached by his
doctor. 'Well sir, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news
is that you are going to be OK. The damage was local to your groin, there
was very little internal damage, and we were able to remove all of the
buckshot.'
'What's the bad news?' asked the hunter..
'The bad news is that there was some pretty extensive buckshot damage done
to your penis. I'm going to have to refer you to my sister.'
'Oh, well I guess that isn't too bad,' the hunter replied. 'Is your sister
a plastic surgeon?'
'Not exactly.' answered the doctor. 'She's a flute player in the local
symphony and she's going to teach you where to put your fingers so you don't
piss in your eye
