
After his wife returned from a week long cruise, J-Boy was found on the couch nearly unconscious, watching TV while stuffing himself with a tall glass of Nestle's Quick chocolate milk

and taking a bite of a hard
salami.

She noticed a fleshly ball near his waist and was concerned enough that he was rushed to the hospital and missed a day's work. The doctor examined him, and the lump, and gave the diagnosis: "It's a lump of fat." Handing the receptionist his $40 co-pay, he thanked the doctor for the brilliant work in pointing out he has "love-handles."
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