A man wakes up in the hospital bandaged from head to foot. The doctor comes
in and says, "Ah, I see you've regained consciousness. Now you probably
won't remember, but you were in a huge pile-up on the motorway.
"You're going to be ok, you'll walk again and everything, but your penis was
severed in the accident and we couldn't find it."
The man groans, but the doctor goes on, "You've got ÂĢ9000 in insurance
compensation coming and we now have the technology to build a new penis.
They work great but they don't come cheap. It's roughly ÂĢ1000 an inch."
The man perks up. "So," the doctor says, "You must decide how many inches
you want. But this is something you should discuss with your wife. If you
had a five incher before and get a nine incher now she might be a bit put
out. If you had a nine incher before and you decide to only Invest in a five
incher now, she might be disappointed. It's important that she plays a role
in helping you make a decision." The man agrees to talk it over with his wife.
The doctor comes back the next day, "So, have you spoken with your wife?"
"Yes I have," says the man.
"And has she helped you make a decision?"
"Yes" says the man.
"What is your decision?" asks the doctor.
"We're getting granite worktops."