Garry wakes up in hospital, bandaged from head to foot.
The doctor comes in and says;
"Ah, I see you've regained consciousness.
Now you probably won't remember, but you were in a pile-up on the motorway.
Now, you're going to be OK, you'll walk again, but something has happened.
I'm trying to break this gently but........... your penis was
chopped off in the accident and we were unable to find it."
Garry groans a bit but the doctor goes on .
"But it's going to be alright, we have the technology now to build you a new
one that will work just as well as your old one did, better in fact. But the
thing is, it doesn't come cheap. You'll have to go private and it's four
thousand dollars an inch".
Garry, perks up at this, even though it's four thousand dollars an inch.
"So the thing is" the doctor says, "It's for you to decide how many inches
you want, but it's something you'd better discuss with your wife. I mean, if
you had a five inch one before and you decide to go for a nine incher she
might be a bit put out. But if you had a nine inch one before and you decide
only to invest in a five incher this time she might be disappointed. So it's
important that she plays a vital role in helping you make the decision."
So Garry agrees to talk with his wife and the doctor comes back the next
day.
"So" says the doctor "Have you spoken with your wife?"
"I have." says Garry.
"And has she helped you in making the decision?".
"She has" says Garry.
"And what is it?" asks the doctor. . .
"We're getting a new kitchen"
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