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Annual Physical

Category: Rated G

This modern tale is from Marbella.


I went to the doctor for my yearly physical. The nurse starts with certain basics.

How much do you weigh?” she asks.

“115,” I say. The nurse puts me on the scale. It turns out my weight is 140. The nurse asks, “Your height?” “5 foot 8,” I say.

The nurse checks and sees that I only measure 5′ 5″.

She then takes my blood pressure and tells me it is very high.

“Of course it’s high!” I scream, “When I came in here I was tall and slender! Now I’m short and fat!”

She puts me on Prozac.

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