Doctor, doctor.... nb

There was a young doctor from Stoke,
whose farts caused his patients to choke,
when his rear end did mutter,
they'd cough and they'd splutter,
then they'd flee from the stench, the poor folk

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Chic Murray said....

* I went to the doctor and he told me I only had three minutes to live. I immediately asked if there was anything he could do for me, to which he replied, that he could boil me an egg.



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Doctor Doctor I've got sores and blisters.
Goodness gracious when did that start?
Just after I fitted a radio to my Transit van.

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Its van aerial disease!


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