Of all the groaners Elisson has come up with, this one will never quite get out of my mind. You've been warned...
Dr. Zimmerman shook his head in frustration.Since hanging out his shingle, he had had hundreds of patients. Not a single one ever came back a second time.
It was a damned shame. A poor choice of specialty. Prostate exams...
He had been a football player in his younger days. With hands the size of Smithfield hams, he could snag almost any pass. But when a knee injury buried his NFL dreams, medical school beckoned.
Crap, he thought.
You don't need a weatherman to see which way the wind blows...or that the world has no need for a Meaty Urologist.