I tripped across this horrible goodie in my never-ending quest to bring y'all the best -- or is that the worst? -- groaners I can find. If this one doesn't give y'all (especially you gals) a truly excellent groooaaannn, I am giving up.
A middle-aged woman seemed sheepish as she visited her gynecologist and very hesitant to speak with her doctor.
"Come now," coaxed the doctor, "you've been seeing me for years! There's nothing you can't tell me."
"This one's kind of strange..." she said.
"Let me be the judge of that," the doctor replied.
"Well. . ." she began, "yesterday I went to the bathroom in the morning and heard a plink-plink-plink in the toilet and when I looked down, the water was full of pennies."
"I see." the doctor interjected.
"That afternoon I went to the bathroom again and, plink-plink-plink, there were nickels in the bowl. And that night," she went on, "I went again, plink-plink-plink, and there were dimes and this morning there were quarters ! You've got to tell me what's wrong with me!," she implored, "I'm scared out of my wits!"
The gynecologist put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "There, there, it's nothing to be scared about."
Are y'all ready for this?
Are you sure?
"You're simply going through the change!"