At her annual checkup, the attractive young
woman is told by the doctor that it's necessary to take her temperature rectally. She
agrees, but a few minutes later says indignantly, "Doctor, that's not my
rectum!"
"Madam," says the doctor,
"That's not my thermometer."
Just then the woman's husband, who's come
to pick her up, comes into the room. "Just what the hell is going on here!?" he
demands.
"I'm taking your wife's
temperature," the doctor coolly explains.
"Okay, doctor," says the husband,
"But that thing better have numbers on it."