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From: jay@npois.UUCP (Anton Winteroak)
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Subject: three surgeons
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Date: Mon, 11-Nov-85 15:19:06 EST
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Posted: Mon Nov 11 15:19:06 1985
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	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."