One day while mowing the lawn, my husband ran over his foot with the mower, necessitating a trip to the E.R. As luck would have it, his cousin, Dave was interning at this same hospital, and happened to be on duty that night. He spotted Roger sitting in the waiting room, and came out to see what had happened. Roger obligingly unwrapped the bloodstained bandage from his foot and showed him the damage.
"So, what do you think, Dave?" he asked.
"Well," replied Dave, "Offhand, I'd say your mower blade needs sharpening. You've still got all your toes!"
Last edit by Jay-Jay on Jul 10, '01