PLEASE KEEP THE CANDLE'S BURNING TILL OUR TROOPS ARE HOME
A True Friend Walks in When The Rest of The World Walks Out
I was lying in bed in the hospital, wearing an oxygen mask over my mouth and nose. A young, student nurse appears to give me a partial sponge bath. "Nurse", I mumbled, from behind the mask. "Are my testicles black?" Embarrassed, the young nurse replies, "I don't know, Sir. I'm only here to wash your upper body and feet." I struggled to ask again, "Nurse, please check. Are my testicles black?" Concerned that I may have elevate blood pressure and heart rate from worry about my testicles, she overcomes her embarrassment and pulls back the covers. She raises my gown, holds my manhood in one hand and my testicles in the other. Then, she takes a close look and says, "There's nothing wrong with them, Sir!" I then pulled off my oxygen mask, smiled at her and said very slowly, "Thank you very much. That was wonderful, but, listen very, very closely, ARE MY TEST RESULTS BACK?"