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A couple enters a restaurant and ask for a meal, when they were ordering dishes the noticed that the waitress always brang the food with the thumb inside the food. when they ordered the soup and after they had done with it the husband asked the waitress: why do you have always to bring the food with your thumb sticked into it, she replied I have a preoblem with a bad nail and the doctor told me to place the thumb in a hot place. Then the husband replied: and why you dont stick your finger over your f.... ass, she replied that is what I do between dishes note english its not my native language so any 2.0 version of the joke will be acepted
This is one reason to avoid socialized healthcare.
[Edit: Can someone explain why this was reported, along with my explanation of the joke? It's a f***ing joke, grow the f*** up, or stop using the internet. It appears that sensitive univoters are using the report button to express their dissatisfaction with humour. Wasn't there a policy to make those that flag or vote for removal publicly named?]
Private medicine is great, as long as you can afford it. Managed care is great, as long you don't have something that's threatening but not fixable - I can't get lower spinal surgery paid for because my C2 and C3 discs are nearly touching my spinal cord; since this means I've got a very high chance of spending my last days as Christopher Reeve spent his, no surgery to fix my torn L3-L4 junction, even though it would clear up quite a few issues for me. Yeah, I can still get the surgery if I pay cash. Private medicine is great, if you can afford it. While this ax is over my head, humor does not include the socialized medicine debate. Glad to rain on your parade.
The joke was nicely done, the humor was passed along even with the occasional error. I'd guess it was a much better job than I'd do translating the same joke into your language.
"Seize the day" - Horace
"It's not what he doesn't know that scares me; it's what he knows for sure that just ain't so!" - Will Rogers, said by him about Herbert Hoover
I have a preoblem with a bad nail and the doctor told me to place the thumb in a hot place. What kind of doctor would give this advice, but not tell the patient to keep the area clean? That was the joke.
[Edit, this was also voted for removal. I see absolutely nothing offensive here. This kind of action, if allowed, is going to finish off the Lounge]
Jokes need version 2.0 a lot, regardless of how good the English is. Inevitably, they get ruined by poor retellings, eventually to the point where the reteller tells the punch line first and then forgets the rest of the joke altogether.
As it is, your joke is fine, but here's a shot at version 2.0:
A couple entered a restaurant and ordered a hot meal. When the waitress brought them their order, she carried the plates with her thumb stuck in the food each time.
Instead of demanding a re-order like normal people, the couple ate the food, either because they were too dumb to realize that they could re-order, in too much of a hurry to wait for a re-order, or too afraid that demanding a re-order would cause the mafia-boss who owned the restaurant to serve them to his dogs.
After foolishly eating the meal, the husband asked the waitress why she always had her thumb stuck in the food. She replied that she had a bad nail, and her doctor asked her to keep her thumb warm.
The husband shot back, "Then why don't you just stick your finger into your f-ing ass?"
"That's what I do in between dishes."
Then the wife finally spoke up and said, "Wait, we're a couple. Why am I not in the joke? Am I so shy that I always let my husband talk for me?" before the husband and the waitress could wrestle her to the ground and gag her.