Merlin1047
Senior Member
Three desperately ill men met with their doctor one day to discuss their options. One was an alcoholic, one was a chain-smoker, and one was a homosexual.
The doctor, addressing all three of them, said, "If any of you
indulge in your vices one more time, you will surely die."
The men left the doctor's office, each convinced that he would never
again indulge himself in his vice.
While walking toward the subway for their return trip to the
suburbs, they passed a bar. The alcoholic, hearing the loud music and
smelling the ale, could not stop himself. His buddies accompanied him
into the bar, where he had a shot of whiskey. No sooner had he replaced the
shot glass on the bar, he fell off his stool, stone cold dead.
His companions, somewhat! shaken, left the bar, realizing how
seriously they must take the doctor's words.
As they walked along, they came upon a cigarette butt lying on the
ground, still burning.
The homosexual looked at the chain-smoker and said, "You know if you
bend over to pick that up, we're both dead."
The doctor, addressing all three of them, said, "If any of you
indulge in your vices one more time, you will surely die."
The men left the doctor's office, each convinced that he would never
again indulge himself in his vice.
While walking toward the subway for their return trip to the
suburbs, they passed a bar. The alcoholic, hearing the loud music and
smelling the ale, could not stop himself. His buddies accompanied him
into the bar, where he had a shot of whiskey. No sooner had he replaced the
shot glass on the bar, he fell off his stool, stone cold dead.
His companions, somewhat! shaken, left the bar, realizing how
seriously they must take the doctor's words.
As they walked along, they came upon a cigarette butt lying on the
ground, still burning.
The homosexual looked at the chain-smoker and said, "You know if you
bend over to pick that up, we're both dead."
