The orthopedic surgeon was
moving to a new office, and
his staff was helping transport
many of the items. One staff
member who was a recent UNC*
grad sat the display skeleton
in the back of her car, his bony
arm across the back of the seat.
At one traffic light, the stares
of the people in the next car
became obvious, and the UNC
grad looked across and explained,
"I'm delivering him to my doctor's
office."
The other driver leaned out of
his window. "I hate to tell you,
lady," he said, "but I think it's
*too* late!"
Thanks Kerry
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