Paddy and
Mick were having a few beers at the bar together recounting old times
when the call of nature caused them to line up at the
stainless steel, still deep in conversation. But Paddy could hardly
ignore the fact that Mick was very well endowed. "I say,
‘tis a remarkable dong you have there," Paddy was prompted to
remark. “T’wasn't always that way," replied Mick.
"Medical science can do wonders with transplants these days," he said.
"I got this done in Dublin. It costs me twenty thousand bucks, but
as you can see, well worth it." Paddy was envious. In
fact, he packed his bag that night and drove to Dublin. It was a good
six months later before he ran into Mick once
again and he could hardly wait to tell him that he had taken his
advice and was well pleased with the result. "You were
diddled. I got mine for ten thousand bucks only" said Paddy.
Mick could hardly believe it. Same address in Dublin, same doctor.
Thinking
that he had been ripped off, he asked Paddy if he could have a
look.
Once more
they lined up at the stainless steel and when Mick took a peek, the
worried frown which had creased his face disappeared and he
started laughing.
"Why are you
laughing?"
"No
wonder you got it at half price," Mick laughed. "That's my old
one!"
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