One day a man went to see his doctor complaining about severe migraine headaches.
After a long examination the doctor told the man that somehow his balls were pressing
very tightly against the base of his spine and this was causing the man to have migraine
headaches. The doctor concluded the balls would have to come off.
The man thought this was rather drastic, so he went to another doctor for a second opinion.
"Your balls are pressing up against your spine causing the headaches," said the doctor,
"The balls will have to be amputated." Finally the man decided to have the operation. He went
to the first doctor and had it done. Two years passed and the man was walking down the street
when he came across a tailor's shop. Wearing the same thing he had been for years, the man
decided to go in and get some new threads. The tailor took one look at the man as he walked
in and said,"I'll bet your pants size is 36x32."
"That's amazing,"said the man,"how on earth did you know?" "I get paid to know these things,"
replied the tailor.
After he was fitted in pants the tailor looked at the man and told him exactly what his shirt size was
without measuring him once. "That is just too cool! How did you know?" asked the man.
"I get paid to know this kind of stuff." Pretty soon the tailor had the man decked out in a full 3 piece
suit with a rather smart hat to go with it all. Not once did the tailor measure the man for his clothes.
"I get paid to know these things,"is what he would say.
After all that the man decided he wanted some new underwear to make him comfortable in his new suit.
"I'll bet you wear 36 medium," the tailor said, eyeballing the man. "HA! You're wrong!" said the man,
"I wear 34 medium!" "That's ridiculous," replied the tailor,"if you wore size 34 medium underwear,
you'd press your balls way too tight against your spine causing severe migraine headaches."
P.S Can't Believe i had the balls to post this
/gets coat and runs
After a long examination the doctor told the man that somehow his balls were pressing
very tightly against the base of his spine and this was causing the man to have migraine
headaches. The doctor concluded the balls would have to come off.
The man thought this was rather drastic, so he went to another doctor for a second opinion.
"Your balls are pressing up against your spine causing the headaches," said the doctor,
"The balls will have to be amputated." Finally the man decided to have the operation. He went
to the first doctor and had it done. Two years passed and the man was walking down the street
when he came across a tailor's shop. Wearing the same thing he had been for years, the man
decided to go in and get some new threads. The tailor took one look at the man as he walked
in and said,"I'll bet your pants size is 36x32."
"That's amazing,"said the man,"how on earth did you know?" "I get paid to know these things,"
replied the tailor.
After he was fitted in pants the tailor looked at the man and told him exactly what his shirt size was
without measuring him once. "That is just too cool! How did you know?" asked the man.
"I get paid to know this kind of stuff." Pretty soon the tailor had the man decked out in a full 3 piece
suit with a rather smart hat to go with it all. Not once did the tailor measure the man for his clothes.
"I get paid to know these things,"is what he would say.
After all that the man decided he wanted some new underwear to make him comfortable in his new suit.
"I'll bet you wear 36 medium," the tailor said, eyeballing the man. "HA! You're wrong!" said the man,
"I wear 34 medium!" "That's ridiculous," replied the tailor,"if you wore size 34 medium underwear,
you'd press your balls way too tight against your spine causing severe migraine headaches."
P.S Can't Believe i had the balls to post this
/gets coat and runs
![[FnG]magnolia](/styles/overclockers/avatars/9.png){kind=avatar}
.
