A drunk man stumbles into a podiatrist's office, mistaking it for a bordello. He goes up to the receptionist and tells her with a suggestive wink that he has a "little problem" he'd like taken care of. It's been a slow day, so a nurse takes the man right back to an clinic room, tells him she'll be back in a minute to take care of him, and to make sure whatever he wants her to look at is ready and presented. The drunk, thinking that this was the oddest whorehouse he'd ever seen, unzips his fly and places his penis upon the exam table. The nurse walks in a few minutes later, and recoils in horror. "That's not a foot!" she shrieks. The man begins to stuff himself back in his pants and indignantly says "Well I didn't know there was a minimum!"
***
Three women are in the prenatal office waiting room. All three are knitting sweaters.
The first, a brunette, puts her knitting needles down and opens up her purse. She takes a pill out of her pillbox and washes it down with a drink of water.
"What was that?" the readheaded woman next to her asks.
"Oh, that was a calcium supplement. I want my baby to have strong bones and teeth!"
The other woman nods and puts down her knitting needles. She takes opens her purse, takes a pill out and washes it down.
"What was that?" The blonde next to her asks.
The redhead replies "That was a vitamin C pill. I want my baby to have a strong immune system." And she picks up her knitting and continues.
The blonde woman puts her knitting down, opens up her purse and takes a pill. "What did you just take?" asks the brunette.
"Thalidomide, I can't get the bloody arms right on this sweater."
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