Alpha: [Sips tea] “Aren’t you overdue for a visit to the urologist, honey?”
Miguel: [sigh] “I suppose so.”
Beta (12 year-old daughter): [Sips tea] “What’s a urologist?”
Miguel: “He’s the man I pay to stick his finger up my ass.”
Alpha & Beta: [spit tea back into cups]
No one reads this at meal time, do they?
Well, that’s made damn sure that I will no longer be reading this at lunchtime.
Too much damn info right there…
I have a bad feeling about this post…
Oh yeah, Ann honey, I meant to warn you about Mig’s urologist joke. Is it too late?
Uh …, Mig? You might want to do a little checking into that. A proctologist is the doctor whom you pay for sticking his finger up your ass.
I think I need to have a talk with that urologist.
in any event, shouldn’t the title be “fecal parenting”? . . . sorry. i couldn’t help myself.
Bit a only Urologist would be interested in checking the prostate gland and the kindest (maybe not quite the right word!) way to that is up the ass – the other way doesn’t bear thinking about!!
Next thing, someone’s going to be telling me my tailor doesn’t need to stick his finger up my ass to measure my inseam, either.
Miguel: “keep your mitts off my urethra!”
Doctor: “But I’m your urologist!”
i’m thinking of changing my tagline to “putting the URL back into urology” but it just barely doesn’t work.