John's wife was having some bad health problems so he took her to the doctor. After a long spell in the waiting room during her exam, the doctor finally came out.
"John," he says, "I've got bad news for you."
"Don't sugarcoat it, Doc. Tell me what's what."
"Well, John, I can't really get a fix on it, but your wife either has Alzheimers or AIDS."
"Whaddya mean, Alzheimer's or AIDS? You're a doctor, you should be able to tell the difference!"
"John, we can run some tests, but it's going to be a couple of weeks before we'll get the results back."
"A couple of weeks? What am I supposed to do until then, Doc?"
Take her out past Barstow and drop her off. If she finds her way home, don't fuck her."
"John," he says, "I've got bad news for you."
"Don't sugarcoat it, Doc. Tell me what's what."
"Well, John, I can't really get a fix on it, but your wife either has Alzheimers or AIDS."
"Whaddya mean, Alzheimer's or AIDS? You're a doctor, you should be able to tell the difference!"
"John, we can run some tests, but it's going to be a couple of weeks before we'll get the results back."
"A couple of weeks? What am I supposed to do until then, Doc?"
Take her out past Barstow and drop her off. If she finds her way home, don't fuck her."
