A man went to a doctor. Some say he went there to have an operation to
become Polish; others say he wanted to become an Aggie; there's yet
another faction who claims that he wanted to work at the post office; still
others say he wanted to make his hair permanently blond. Regardless, the
doctor asked him why, and he said it was something he always wanted to do,
how he wanted to be able to relate to his friends, all of whom I suppose
were blond Polish graduates of Texas A&M who had found jobs at the local
Anyway, the doctor asked him his IQ, and when he gave a three-digit reply,
the doctor told him that the procedure would have to involve the removal
of over half of his brain. The man insisted, and since the doctor just
happened to have a brand new laser device which could zap just the right
portions of brain tissue (a product of Scar Wars technology, I suppose),
the operation was planned.
The laser was hooked up to a computer which could monitor the man's
declining IQ on a nice LED display. The doctor threw the switch and the
numbers began ticking off. 95, 94, 93, ... Suddenly the phone rang.
It was the doctor's wife. They gabbed for minutes on end, the doctor
forgetting completely about his patient. When he hung up, he suddenly
realized, and ran into the operating room, only to see the meter tick
down: 6, 5, 4, ...
He ran to the machine and threw the on/off switch, just as the laser was
about to wipe out the last remnant of brain. "Jesus, Matty and Felipe!"
exclaimed the doctor, "What have I done? Speak to me! Say anything!!"
The man looked at him and said, "Hi, you're watching MTV, and we just