Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: version B 2.10.1 6/24/83; site npois.UUCP Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!cbosgd!ihnp4!houxm!mtuxo!npois!jay From: jay@npois.UUCP (Anton Winteroak) Newsgroups: net.jokes Subject: three surgeons Message-ID: <456@npois.UUCP> Date: Mon, 11-Nov-85 15:19:06 EST Article-I.D.: npois.456 Posted: Mon Nov 11 15:19:06 1985 Date-Received: Tue, 12-Nov-85 04:52:10 EST Organization: ATTIS, Neptune, NJ Lines: 19 After the holocost, three surgeons were sitting around a bar talking and bragging a little bit. The first one said "I had a patient who was in a warehouse when the bomb went off. He broke over 200 bones, and strained almost every tendon and ligament in his body. With my treatment, we had him walking again in less that four months, and this summer, he's going to running in the Olympics. The second one snorted, and said "I had a patient who was outside helping her mother hang clothes on the line, just two miles from the blast. Her skin was melted, she had no nose left, and she became completely blind. One week later she had lost all her hair and most of her teeth. My plastic surgery and organ transplant work put her together so well that last week she won the Miss America pageant." The remaining surgeon, smiled and said "Hey, you guys are pretty good, but I had a patient who was riding a horse at ground zero. When the dust settled, there was nothing left but his smile, and the horses ass. With just that I reconstructed him, and today he is president of the United States."