The doctor said, "Joe, the good news is I can cure your headaches.


The bad new is that it will require castration. You have a very
rare condition, which causes your testicles to press on your spine and
the pressure creates one hell of a headache.


The only way to relieve the pressure is to remove the testicles." Joe
was shocked and depressed. He wondered if he had anything to live
for.


He had no choice but to go under the knife.


When he left the hospital, he was without a headache for the first
time in 20 years, but he felt like he was missing an important
part of himself. As he walked down the street, he realized that he felt
like a different person. He could make a new beginning and live a
new life.


He saw a men's clothing store and thought, "That's what I need,
a new suit."


He entered the shop and told the salesman, "I'd like a new suit."
The elderly tailor eyed him briefly and said, "Let's see, size
44 long."

Joe laughed, "That's right, how did you know?"


"Been in the business 60 years! "the tailor said. Joe tried
on the suit, it fit perfectly. As Joe admired himself in the
mirror, the salesman asked, "How about a new shirt?" Joe thought for a
moment and then said, "Sure." The salesman eyed Joe and said, "Let's
see, 34 sleeves and 16-1/2 neck." Joe was surprised, That's right, how
did you know?" "Been in the business 60 years.

Joe tried on the shirt and it fit perfectly.

Joe walked comfortably around the shop and the salesman asked,

"How about some new underwear?" Joe thought for a moment and said,


"Sure."

The salesman said, "Let's see, size 36."

Joe laughed, "Ah ha! I got you, I've worn a size 34 since I was 18
years old."

The salesman shook his head, "You can't wear a size 34. A size 34
would press your testicles up against the base of your spine and
give you one hell of a headache."


New suit - $400
New shirt - $36
New underwear - $6
Second Opinion - PRICELESS

hehehe!

WHAT!!! Depressing!! Loll

Stale i guess

what's stale?

i thought your name was blesseing

my name is BLISSieng (not real).

What's stale?

there goes the undecided ogechukwu

decided clumsy

Hmnnnnnnnn

kelewa wetin do ur mouth

Abeg if na play, make u stop am o! Why u dey try rhyme my name with ur own. We can never be equal. _{Go and play in the backyard with Clem or Romade. Haba! All these small snall pikins of nowadays} *mcheew*

D1KeleVra:

*mcheew*

Na wa o, you even sabi spell am. tseeew

blissieng:

my name is BLISSieng (not real).

What's stale?

get a dictionary, errm, Dont tell me you are broke

u know chop so?

Eh studio,

jambito

Who you?

comot dat rubber glass wey syl dash u jare

The one clemcy gave syl

my clumsy saw it on d floor & returned

tnks honie that waz indeed how it happened,
am a gud samaritan

yes a rare one for da marra

*blushes *

as u black reach ow person go fit diffrentiate wen u blush or use blush?

i wonder o

@romade
ure darker than coal, once it gets dark i find it difficult seeing u

blissieng:

u know chop so?

Eh studio,

is that question really meant for me?, errm, WHO U THINK SEY GET CHINESSE RESTAURANT?

well, i know sey global financial crisis don take its toll on you, I THINK I FIT BE OF HELP TO YOU SOMEHOW.

BUT REMEMBER> NOTHING GOES FOR NOTHING

STU-D-O?!!!

hope nor be sey u wan come borrow money again?