Fencer
Why yes, I am a Smart ASS
A motorcycle patrolman was rushed to the hospital with an inflamed appendix.
The doctors operated and advised him that all was well.
However, the patrolman kept feeling something pulling at the hairs in his
crotch. Worried that it might be a second surgery the doctors hadn't told
him about, he finally got enough energy to pull his hospital gown up enough
so he could look at what was making him so uncomfortable.
Taped firmly across his pubic hair were three wide strips of adhesive tape,
the kind that doesn't come off easily. Written in large black letters was
the sentence.
"Get well quick..... from the nurse you gave a ticket to last week."
The doctors operated and advised him that all was well.
However, the patrolman kept feeling something pulling at the hairs in his
crotch. Worried that it might be a second surgery the doctors hadn't told
him about, he finally got enough energy to pull his hospital gown up enough
so he could look at what was making him so uncomfortable.
Taped firmly across his pubic hair were three wide strips of adhesive tape,
the kind that doesn't come off easily. Written in large black letters was
the sentence.
"Get well quick..... from the nurse you gave a ticket to last week."
