Mads: Laid Up

I had a touch of the something or other the other day, so I went to the doctor's to see what was wrong with me.

"When was the last time you saw a physician?" The doctor said. She was kind of hot.

"Man, I don't know. In 1992 I broke my elbow trying out a kid's skateboard."

"Fifteen years?"

I did some quick computations.

"That sounds right."

"Jesus Christ. Take off your pants."

She did a full work-up on me.

"Here's what we've got Dr. Olaffsson" (I loved being called doctor) "you need to stop drinking."

Dun-Dun-Daaaaaaa!