A man goes fishing on a pier one Friday down in Florida. Florida's pretty crowded during the tourist season, and a spot on the pier can be pretty difficult to come by. The man finds someone willing to make room for him and they fish all day without saying much.
Saturday he goes out again and the second man waves to him, and they fish together all day again. On Sunday, the second man has saved the guy a spot and they fish all day again. As they're pulling in to get ready to go, the first guy invites the second guy to a local pub for a drink to say "thanks."
They get there, and go over the basics, where they're from, etc. Turns out the second guy is on his honeymoon. The first guy asks him, "You've been out fishing all day this whole weekend on your honeymoon--your wife must be something special to put up with that. I hope you gave her some good lovin' in beforehand to kind of make that up to her."
"I can't do that," the second guy replies, "she's got gonorrhea."
"OH!" The first guy says somewhat at a loss. "Well then, I hope you at least held her for a while before you came out fishing."
"I can't do that either. She's got bad diarrhea."
"OH," the first guy exclaims. "Well, um, I hope you at least gave her a big kiss before coming out."
"Nope, can't do that either; she's got pyorrhea."
"OH! Goodness, well, um," the first man fumbles around. " . . . Gonorrhea, diarrhea, pyorrhea . . . say, if you don't mind me asking, why'd you marry this girl???"
The second guy answers, "Well--she's got worms, too, and YOU KNOW HOW I LOVE TO FISH!!!"
Posted Sat Sep 27, 2008 11:45 pm