Joke 570

14 Oct
M. E. Knowles, State Veterinarian, Helena, Mon...

M. E. Knowles, State Veterinarian, Helena, Montana. (1911) (Photo credit: Butte-Silver Bow Public Library)

From jokes4all.

A vet was feeling ill and went to see his doctor. The doctor asked the usual questions, about symptoms, how long had they been occurring, etc., when the vet interrupted him: “Hey look, I’m a vet. I don’t need to ask my patients these kind of questions; I can tell what’s wrong just by looking. Why can’t you?”

The doctor nodded, looked him up and down, wrote out a prescription, handed it to him and said, “There you are. Of course, if that doesn’t work, we’ll have to have you put down.”

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10 Responses to “Joke 570”

  1. terry1954 October 14, 2012 at 04:05 #

    hehe

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  2. jmgoyder October 14, 2012 at 04:21 #

    I LOVE THIS!

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  3. yasniger October 14, 2012 at 04:31 #

    Reblogged this on yasniger and commented:
    It is always good to here this joke again, especially now. I equate the Vet with the American Voters & the Doctor with the Political parties.

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  4. rebecca2000 October 14, 2012 at 04:31 #

    Ha cute!

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  5. katharinetrauger October 14, 2012 at 12:16 #

    Oh, now that’s funny!
    Compare to what my friend from Colombia told me: She goes back to Colombia when she needs a doctor (rich family base, there!) because according to her, the doctors are better there. When I asked her why they are better, you know, the real reason, she told me they have to be, because if a patient dies, the family kills him.
    She claiims that is the truth.

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  6. sharechair October 14, 2012 at 13:35 #

    ha!

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  7. slpmartin October 14, 2012 at 20:32 #

    Perfect retort.

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  8. benzeknees October 14, 2012 at 22:13 #

    Bwahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!

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  9. Grannymar October 18, 2012 at 19:17 #

    Brill! I am sending this to Elly.

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