The Painter
Posted in MedicalAn optometrist operates on a hippie painter’s girlfriend and saves her eyesight. The hippie painter is so grateful that he goes to the doctor’s house one day, while the doctor has office hours, goes inside and paints a huge eye on an entire wall of the living room, leaving the fireplace as the pupil of the eye. He’s just finishing up when the doctor walks in.
He says to the doctor, “Well, do you like it man?”
The doctor says, “Yeah, but I’m certainly glad I’m not a gynecologist!”