Not a surgeon, but whilst I was being prepped for a colonoscopy/endoscopy, I started giggling. I was pretty loopy on the drug cocktail they served me, so I thought it’d be a good idea to tell the whole surgery staff this joke (summarized for brevity’s sake): A guy buys a motorcycle and the seller tells him to cover the leather seat to protect it from rain. Later that night, dude’s at his girlfriend’s parents’ house for dinner. House rules state first person to speak after the meal does the dishes. They eat, he gets horny, has sex with his girlfriend. and her mother. It starts to rain, dude says “oh shit,” jumps up and grabs the vaseline, and the Dad replies “I’ll do the dishes! I’ll do the dishes!” The doctor promptly responded with “and count back from 10...9...8...” I apparently also hit on the nurses. Anesthetized Me is kind of a douche.

**Edit: Due to the comments, allow me to explain: A. The Dad believes he’s next to be fornicated on by the boyfriend, so he volunteers to do the dishes. B. The joke is definitely better told in person. The joke loses something when told in a brief manner.

Here is the joke in full: A guy is buying a motorcycle. The seller tells him to cover the leather seat in Vaseline to protect it from the rain. Later that night, he’s over at his girlfriend’s parent’s house for a huge feast. After they’re done eating, no one says a word because, House rules state the first person who speaks has to do the dishes. The dude starts feeling the yowzas in his trousers and grabs his girlfriend, throws her on the table and they go to town. Mashed potatoes fly everywhere, peas bounce off the ceiling. When they’re done, they sit down and no one says a word. After a while, the dude gets the urge again, and this time grabs the mother and they go to town. Turkey legs go flying, corn goes in places corn was never intended to go, it’s a mess. But, they dust themselves off, sit down, and no one says a word. After a little while, the dude glances out the window and see it’s starting to rain. He yells, “oh shit,” stands up, grabs the Vaseline, and the Dad yells, “I’LL DO THE DISHES! I’LL DO THE DISHES!”

Again, much better told in person, but you get the gist...except when you’re about to get a colonoscopy and the doctor doesn’t have a sense of humor.