A friend of mine, who owns the local poolhall, has a wife who is a redhead.
He told me she went to the doctors office, the other day, complaining that she hurt all over.
In the exam room she touched her elbow with her finger and screamed. "Ouch, that hurts!"
She touched her knee, her ankle, the side of her head, all with the same reaction.
The doctor looked at her and said. "You're really a blonde, aren't you?"
"Yes." She replied. "How did you know?"
"You're finger is broken."
He told me she went to the doctors office, the other day, complaining that she hurt all over.
In the exam room she touched her elbow with her finger and screamed. "Ouch, that hurts!"
She touched her knee, her ankle, the side of her head, all with the same reaction.
The doctor looked at her and said. "You're really a blonde, aren't you?"
"Yes." She replied. "How did you know?"
"You're finger is broken."
