[2996] in Humor
HUMOR: JoTD (a groaner)
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Sharalee M. Field)
Wed Nov 10 15:49:11 1999
Date: Wed, 10 Nov 1999 15:44:32 -0500
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From: "Sharalee M. Field" <sharalee_field@harvard.edu>
>From: "Joke of the Day" <Joker@joker.org>
>Date: Wed, 10 Nov 1999 01:11:04 -0500
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> The Original Joke of the Day http://www.joker.org
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> A Groaner
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> Bob Hill and his new wife, Betty, are vacationing in
> Europe; as it happens, in Transylvania.
>
> They're driving a rental car along a rather deserted
> highway. It's late, and raining very hard. Bob can
> barely see 10 feet in front of the car.
>
> Suddenly the car skids out of control! Bob attempts
> to control the car, but to no avail. The car swerves
> and smashes into a tree. Moments later, Bob shakes
> his head to clear the fog. Dazed, he looks over at
> the passenger seat and sees his new wife unconscious,
> with her head bleeding.
>
> Despite the rain and unfamiliar countryside, Bob knows
> he has to carry her to the nearest phone.
>
> Bob carefully picks his wife up and begins trudging down
> the road. After a short while, he sees a light. He
> heads towards the light, which is coming from an old,
> large house. He approaches the door and knocks.
>
> A minute passes. A small, hunched man opens the door.
> Bob immediately blurts, "Hello, my name is Bob Hill,
> and this is my wife, Betty. We've been in a terrible
> accident, and my wife has been seriously hurt. Can I
> please use your phone??"
>
> "I'm sorry," replies the hunchback, "but we don't have
> a phone. My master is a doctor. Come in and I will
> get him."
>
> Bob brings his wife in. An elegant man comes down the
> stairs. "I'm afraid my assistant may have misled you.
> I am not a medical doctor. I am a scientist. However,
> it is many miles to the nearest clinic, and I have had
> basic medical training. I will see what I can do.
> Igor, bring them down to the laboratory."
>
> With that, Igor picks up Betty and carries her downstairs,
> with Bob following closely. Igor places Betty on a table
> in the lab. Bob collapses from exhaustion and his own
> injuries; so Igor places Bob on an adjoining table.
>
> After a brief examination, Igor's master looks worried.
> "Things are serious, Igor. Prepare a transfusion."
>
> Igor and his master work feverishly, but to no avail.
> Bob and Betty Hill are no more.
>
> The Hills' deaths upsets Igor's master greatly. Wearily,
> he climbs the steps to his conservatory, which houses
> his pipe organ. For it is here that he has always found
> solace. He begins to play, and a stirring, almost
> haunting melody fills the house.
>
> Meanwhile, Igor is still in the lab tidying up. As the
> music fills the lab, his eyes catch movement. He notices
> the fingers on Betty Hill's hand twitch. Stunned, he
> watches as Bob's arm begins to rise! He is further
> amazed as Betty sits straight up!
>
> Unable to contain himself, he dashes up the stairs to the
> conservatory. He bursts in and shouts to his master:
>
>
> (Don't page down unless you have a strong stomach...)
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> You sure you want to know?
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> O.K. You asked for it......
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> "Master, Master!...The Hills are alive with the
> sound of music!"
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> immediately sought a five minute recess to clam her.
> The trial never resumed."
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