One October day we found an old straggly cat at our door. She was a sorry sight; starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny, and hair all matted down. We felt sorry for her so we put her in a carrier and took her to the vet.
We didn't know what to call her so we named her "pussi." The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He said he would let us know when we could come and get her. Me (the complainer) said, "OK, but don't forget to wash her, she stinks." I reminded him that it was my WIFE that wanted the dirty cat, not me.
The vet and I don't see eye to eye. The vet calls me 'El-Cheap-O', and I calls the vet 'El-Charge-O'. We love to hate each other and constantly 'snipe' at one another, with me getting in the last word on this particular occasion.
The next day I had an appointment with my doctor, who is located in the same building as the vet. The MD's waiting room and office was full of people waiting to see the doctor. A side door opened and the vet leaned in - he had obviously seen me arrive.
He looked straight at me and in a loud voice said, "Your wife's pussi doesn't stink any more. We washed and shaved it, and now she smells like a rose. Oh, and, by the way, I think she's pregnant. Heaven only knows who the father is!" Then he closed the door. Now THAT, my friends, is getting even.
12-07-2011, 10:19 AM
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