In a previous post/comment June infers I have been picking on women in my joke selection. The following joke should set the record straight and I’ll throw in a few photos of Rock City on Lookout Mountain in Georgia to boot.
In the hospital the relatives gathered in the waiting room, where their family member lay gravely ill.
Finally, the doctor came in looking tired and somber. I’m afraid I’m the bearer of bad news,’ he said as he surveyed the worried faces. ‘The only hope left for your loved one at this time is a brain transplant.
It’s an experimental procedure, semi-risky and you will have to pay for the brain yourselves.’
The family members sat silent as they absorbed the news. After a great length of time, someone asked, ‘Well, how much does a brain cost?’
The moment turned awkward. Men in the room tried not to smile, avoiding eye contact with the women, but some actually smirked.
A man, unable to control his curiosity, blurted out the question everyone wanted to ask, ‘Why is the male brain so much more?’
The doctor smiled at the childish innocence and said to the entire group, ‘It’s just standard pricing procedure.
We have to mark down the price of the female brains, because they’ve actually been used.’
Which is just across the street from Rock City. The Chanticleer Inn Bed and Breakfast.. accommodations are very pleasant and comfortable; the grounds are immaculate, and the main house is elegant. The food is excellent. Linda and I hope to make a return visit soon.
Larry,Sara,Linda,and myself enjoying the view from the patio at Rock City… Hope you enjoyed the post… (prices at the café are a little steep.. just saying..)