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A woman walks into her doctor's office, scared of the strange
development recent to the inside of her thighs... a green spot on
the inside of each. They won't wash off, they won't scrape off, and
they seem to be getting worse.
The doctor assures her he'll get to the bottom of this, and that she
needn't worry until tests come back. He sends her home. A few days
later, the woman's phone rings. Much to her relief, it's the doctor.
She immediately begs to know what's going on with these spots?
"You're perfectly healthy--there's no problem. But I'm wondering: is
your husband a chav?" the doctor asks.
"Yes--how did you know?"
"Tell him his earrings aren't real gold."
development recent to the inside of her thighs... a green spot on
the inside of each. They won't wash off, they won't scrape off, and
they seem to be getting worse.
The doctor assures her he'll get to the bottom of this, and that she
needn't worry until tests come back. He sends her home. A few days
later, the woman's phone rings. Much to her relief, it's the doctor.
She immediately begs to know what's going on with these spots?
"You're perfectly healthy--there's no problem. But I'm wondering: is
your husband a chav?" the doctor asks.
"Yes--how did you know?"
"Tell him his earrings aren't real gold."
