Oldie but goodie
Five doctors went duck shooting one day. Included in the group were a
Family Practitioner, an Obstetrician, a Psychiatrist, a Surgeon and a
Pathologist.
After a time, a bird came winging overhead. The first to react was the FP
who raised his shotgun, but then hesitated. "I'm not quite sure it's a
duck," he said. "I think that I will have to get a second opinion." And of course
by that time, the bird was gone.
Another bird appeared in the sky thereafter. This time the OB drew a
bead on it. He too, however, was unsure if it was really a duck in his
sights and besides, it might be pregnant. "I'll have to do some more
investigations," he muttered, as the creature made good its escape.
Next to spy a bird flying was the sharp-eyed psychiatrist. Shotgun
shouldered, he was more certain of his intended prey's identity.
"Now, I know it's a duck, but does it know it's a duck?" The fortunate
bird disappeared while the fellow wrestled with this dilemma.
Finally a fourth fowl sped past and this time the surgeon's weapon
pointed skywards. BOOM!! The surgeon lowered his smoking gun
and turned nonchalantly to the pathologist beside him. "Go see if that
was a duck, will you?"
Five doctors went duck shooting one day. Included in the group were a
Family Practitioner, an Obstetrician, a Psychiatrist, a Surgeon and a
Pathologist.
After a time, a bird came winging overhead. The first to react was the FP
who raised his shotgun, but then hesitated. "I'm not quite sure it's a
duck," he said. "I think that I will have to get a second opinion." And of course
by that time, the bird was gone.
Another bird appeared in the sky thereafter. This time the OB drew a
bead on it. He too, however, was unsure if it was really a duck in his
sights and besides, it might be pregnant. "I'll have to do some more
investigations," he muttered, as the creature made good its escape.
Next to spy a bird flying was the sharp-eyed psychiatrist. Shotgun
shouldered, he was more certain of his intended prey's identity.
"Now, I know it's a duck, but does it know it's a duck?" The fortunate
bird disappeared while the fellow wrestled with this dilemma.
Finally a fourth fowl sped past and this time the surgeon's weapon
pointed skywards. BOOM!! The surgeon lowered his smoking gun
and turned nonchalantly to the pathologist beside him. "Go see if that
was a duck, will you?"
