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Jokes I Like to Tell
Believe it or not, but there was a time when medical science was far more willing to do brain surgery in order to “fix” certain problems. There is a place for that kind of thing, certainly, but there was a time when there was too much eagerness involved.
During this time, there was a man with a serious drinking problem. He knew it, his family knew it, all his friends knew it, everybody knew it. He just couldn’t stop drinking. He was a serious alcoholic, well on his way to becoming the town drunk.
At the same time, he was very intelligent, quick-witted, and able to put people off with a joke.
One time this man had gone in for his annual medical check up, and his doctor, knowing about the drinking problem, made bold to suggest that perhaps they could address the difficulty with a little brain surgery . . .
“No, thanks, doc,” the man immediately said, and quite firmly. “I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy.”
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