A 20-stone man went to the doctor’s complaining of a bad chest…

A 20-stone man went to the doctor’s complaining of a bad

chest. The doctor examined him with his stethoscope and

then asked the man to strip off completely.

“Would you mind getting down on all fours and crawling

over to the window for me, please?” he asked.

The man did as he was requested.

“Good, good,” murmured the doctor.

“Now would you mind crawling over to the wall on your

right. That’s it, just between the chair and the filing cabinet.”

The doctor scratched his head thoughtfully. “Thank you

very much, Mr White, you may get dressed now.”

Once he’d put his clothes back on, the man asked the doctor

for his verdict.

“Oh you’re quite right, you’ve got a bad chest so I’ll give you

a prescription for some antibiotics.”

“But doctor, how did crawling around the room help your

diagnosis?”

“Oh it didn’t,” replied the doctor, “but I’m having a pale

pink settee delivered next week and I was just interested to

know where the best place to put it might be.”

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