Had to post it nearly chocked on my coffee :
After her sixth child, Jane decided that she should have some cosmetic
surgery "down below" to restore herself to her former youthful glory
because her bomb doors were dangling a bit too low and looked like a ripped
out fireplace. Time and childbirth had taken its toll and she reckoned
that, with six children now being the limit, she'd tidy things with a nip
here and a tuck there so it looked more like a piggy bank slot rather than
a badly packed kebab.
Following the operation she awoke from her anaesthetic to find three roses
at the end of the bed. "Who are these from?" she asked the nurse, "They're
very nice but I'm a bit confused as to why I've received them." "Well" said
the nurse; "The first is from the surgeon - the operation went so well and
you were such a model patient that he wanted to say thanks".
"Ahhh, that's really nice" said Jane. "The second is from your husband -
he's delighted the operation was such a success that he can't wait to get
you home. Apparently it'll be the first time he's touched the sides for
years and he's very excited!" "Brilliant!" said Jane. "And the third?"
"That's from Eric, a patient in the burns unit," said the nurse. "He just
wanted to say thanks for his new ears."