Very embarrassed, he balls up the sheets and throws them out the window, where a drunk is staggering on the way home. The drunk starts flailing at the sheets, throwing his arms around wildly. A security officer runs over, hearing the commotion.
"What's going on here?"
"I don't know, officer. But I think I just beat the crap out of a ghost."
“Well,” says the man, “I can take it. Give me the bad news first.”
“The rash you have is going to get worse. It will travel throughout your body, eventually even making it to your internal organs. It is a terminal disease, and my guess is you have 30 days to live.”
“My God!” says the patient. “What's the good news?!”
“Well,” says the doctor, “Did you see that beautiful receptionist, the one with the big boobs and the nice butt? I'm dating her!”
"You certainly do, ma'am. This is a barber shop."
Once he was in the doctor's office, the man followed instructions, undressed, and bent over. The first thing the proctologist saw when he looked up the man's arse was that eye staring right back at him. "You know, " said the doctor, "you really have to learn to trust me."
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