He was life-flighted to a larger hospital. When he was conscious, and the surgeons were still busy working on him, his mother leaned over and said, “Were you just praying to God the whole time?”
His response? “Yeah. I was praying, God, please don’t let me die a virgin.”
The surgeons had to back away from the table because they were laughing so hard. A few days later when my cousin was feeling better, the surgeons came in with a hat, with some money inside. The said, “We felt sorry for you. So, we took a collection, and now we just have to find a nurse who’s willing."
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