Int. Doctor's Surgery
A man is sat opposite is his doctor
Doctor:
So, what seems to be the problem?
Man:
For the past couple of weeks I've had a really itchy fingernail. I thought, maybe, it might be a fungus.
Doctor:
Ok, to diagnose this, I'm going to ask you to pull a piece of paper from this hat.
The doctor produces a bowler hat from underneath his desk.
Man:
I'm sorry?
Doctor:
Oh! I should have explained! Due to funding cuts, the local health authority can't afford to pay me for my medical opinion anymore. Therefore, the hat decides.
Man:
Oh I see!
The man pulls a piece of paper from the hat and gives it to the doctor.
Doctor:
It appears that you have, in fact, suffered a massive brain haemorrhage.
Man:
Really? I mean, I did have a headache the other week, but... oh dear...
Doctor:
The good news is we can treat it, but you'll need to step up to the oche.
The doctor leads to a dart board.
Doctor:
Basically, each number relates to a specific treatment.
The doctor hands the man a dart. The man hits 18 in the black. The doctor picks up a piece of paper.
Doctor:
Ah, black 18: you'll be left bedridden in a filthy hospital corridor for several weeks where you'll suffer a painful, lonely death.
Man:
Crikey! Still, I suppose we all have to go at some point!
Doctor:
I'll get an ambulance to take you down there.
Man:
Have I got time to go and say goodbye to my wife?
Doctor:
Let's see what the magic 8 ball has to say about that!
The doctor picks up a magic 8 ball which he shakes and looks into.
Doctor:
We'll send her a letter.
ENDS