PATIENT: doctor doctor, i cant concentrate. one minute im ok , the next minute everythings blank.
DOCTOR: Mmm. how long have you had this complaint ?
PATIENT: what complaint ?
DOCTOR: im afraid youve only got 5 minutes to live.
PATIENT: but doctor, surely there must be something you can do for me ?
DOCTOR (thinks): got it! how about a soft boiled egg and toast ?
GARY ROBB: went into town the other day to buy a pair of those camouflage trousers.
FATSO: how did you get on ?
GARY ROBB: couldnt find any.
GARY ROBB goes to see his doctor and says "i dont know why, but i cant seem to make any friends, so i was wondering if you could help me pinpoint why, you ugly, big fat wanker ?"
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