🤣 Funny!


At one place where I worked the porters, the people who moved patients around in the hospital and the deceased to the inhouse morgue, had a hazing process they used for new staff.

When they were moving a deceased person to the morgue one of the guys would get there first, lie down on the stretcher and pull a sheet up over their heads.

The porter would arrive with the morgue stretcher and begin going through the check in process for the new staff member and the new guy or girl would almost always be creeped out by being in a morgue at all and in the presence of a few bodies laid out on stretchers awaiting pickup by a funeral home.

At some point the trickster would say "where am I" or "help me" or something similar, sit up on the stretch and reach out to the poor sucker, who almost always would scream and beat a hasty retreat.
 
An 85-year-old gentleman was requested by his doctor for a sperm count as part of his physical exam. The doctor gave the man a jar and asked him: "Take this jar home and bring back a semen sample tomorrow.”

The next day the 85-year-old man reappeared at the doctor's office and gave him the jar, which was as clean and empty as on the previous day.

The doctor, very surprised, asked, what had happened and the man explained: "Well, doc, it's like this: first I tried with my right hand, but nothing. Then I tried with my left hand, but still nothing. Then I asked my wife for help. She tried with her right hand, then with her left, still nothing. She tried with her mouth, first with the teeth in, then with her teeth out, still nothing. We even called up Arleen, the lady next door ,and she tried too. First with both hands, then an armpit and she even tried squeezing it between her knees, but still nothing.”

The doctor was shocked! "You asked your neighbor?" The old man replied, "Yep, none of us could get the jar open."
 
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