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The murderous headache cure... priceless.

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Dale Hubbard

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The doctor said, "Joe, 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 on your spine, and 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 had no choice but to go under the knife.

When he left the hospital he was without a headache for the first time
in
20 years, 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 saw 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 elderly tailor eyed him briefly and said, "Let's see... size 44
long."

Joe laughed, "That's right, how did you know?"

"Been in the business 60 years!" the tailor said.

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 16-1/2 neck."

Joe was surprised, "That's right, how did you know?"

"Been in the business 60 years!"

Joe tried on the shirt, and it fit perfectly.

Joe walked comfortably around the shop and 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 "Ah ha! I got you! I've worn size 34 since I was 18 years
old."

The salesman shook his head, "You can't wear a size 34. A 34 underwear
would press your testicles up against the base of your spine and give
you
one hell of a headache."

New suit = £400
New shirt = £ 36
New underwear = £ 6
Second opinion PRICELESS
 
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