A fellow goes to the doctor and after the doc looks him over he explains to the dude he's gonna have to go to the hospital for some tests and some blood work.

After a couple of days at the hospital, the guy gets to wondering and walks down the hallway until he finds a pay phone.

"Oh yeah," the doctor says, "I've been meaning to call you."

"Have you got the test results?"

"Yes, and I'm afraid I've got some bad news for you."

"WHAT IS IT DOC?"

"Well, the lab results shows you gots the walking pneumonia, the AIDs that don't quit, halitosis, athlete's foot, ingrown colon and monkey piles. I'm afraid I'm gonna haft to put you on a diet of flapjacks and flounder."

"FLAPJACKS AND FLOUNDER!!!", the man said, "BUT WILL THAT CURE ME, DOC????"

"Don't rightly know", said the doctor, "but that's about all we're going to be able to scoot in under the door."