Tighty Whities

Joe was moderately successful in his career, but as he got older he
was
increasingly hampered by terrible headaches. When his personal hygiene

and love life started to suffer, he sought medical help.


After being referred from one specialist to another, he finally came
across a doctor who solved the problem. "The good news is I can cure
your headaches. The bad news is that it will require castration. You
have a very rare condition which causes your testicles to press up
against
the base of your spine. 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 couldn't concentrate long enough to answer, but decided he had no
choice
but to go under the knife.
When he left the hospital, his mind was clear, 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 walked past 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 salesman eyed him briefly and said, "Let's see. . .size 44 long."
Joe
laughed, "That's right, how did you know?" "It's my job." 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 sleeve
and
.. . . 16 and a half neck." Joe was surprised, "That's right, how did
you
know?" "It's my job."


Joe tried on the shirt, and it fit perfectly. As Joe adjusted the
collar
in the mirror, the salesman asked, "How about new shoes?" Joe was on a
roll
and said, "Sure . . ." The salesman eyed Joe's feet and said, "Let's
see...9 and a half wide." Joe was astonished, "That's right, how did
you
know?"
"It's my job."


Joe tried on the shoes and they fit perfectly. Joe walked comfortably
around the shop and the salesman asked, "How about a new hat?" Without
hesitating, Joe said, "Sure . . ." The salesman eyed Joe's head and
said,
"Let's see. . . 7 5/8." Joe was incredulous, "That's right, how did
you
know?" "It's my job."


The hat fit perfectly. Joe was feeling great, when the salesman asked,
"How
about some new underwear?" Joe thought for a second and said, "Sure .
.. "


The salesman stepped back, eyed Joe's waist and said, "Let's see...
size
36." Joe laughed, "No, I've worn size 34 since I was 18 years old."
The salesman shook his head and said, "You can't wear a size 34. It
would
press your testicles up against the base of your spine and give you
one
hell of a headache!"