A duck hunter was out enjoying a nice morning on the marsh when he decided
to take a leak. He walked over to a tree and propped up his gun. Just then a
gust of wind blew the gun fell over, and discharged, shooting him in the
genitals.
Several hours later, lying in a hospital bed he was approached by his
surgeon.
"Well sir, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that
you are going to be OK. The damage was local to your groin, there was very
little internal damage, and we were able to remove all of the buck shot. The
bad news is that there was some pretty extensive damage done to your willy.
I'm going to have to refer you to my brother."
"Oh, well I guess that isn't too bad," the man replied. "Is your brother a
plastic surgeon?"
"Not exactly," answered the surgeon. "He's a flute player with the local
symphony. He's going to teach you where to put your fingers so you don't
urinate in your eye."
to take a leak. He walked over to a tree and propped up his gun. Just then a
gust of wind blew the gun fell over, and discharged, shooting him in the
genitals.
Several hours later, lying in a hospital bed he was approached by his
surgeon.
"Well sir, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that
you are going to be OK. The damage was local to your groin, there was very
little internal damage, and we were able to remove all of the buck shot. The
bad news is that there was some pretty extensive damage done to your willy.
I'm going to have to refer you to my brother."
"Oh, well I guess that isn't too bad," the man replied. "Is your brother a
plastic surgeon?"
"Not exactly," answered the surgeon. "He's a flute player with the local
symphony. He's going to teach you where to put your fingers so you don't
urinate in your eye."