06/12/2026 from Daily Jokes
#22258
The atmosphere in Dr. Evans’ office was heavy, the kind of quiet that only comes right before life-changing news. The doctor slowly took off his reading glasses, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and looked across the desk at Mr. Smith. “Arthur, I’ll be straight with you,” he said gently.
“The test results came back, and they’re positive for cancer. It’s serious, but we’re going to get through this. I can help you cope with some counseling, but honestly, sometimes the best medicine is just getting out of the house. I actually have a one o’clock tee time at the country club today. Why don’t you come along? A little fresh air and a few swings might do you some good.”
Mr. Smith was in a daze, but he agreed. A couple of hours later, they were standing on the first tee of the lush, sun-drenched golf course. As
Mr. Smith was warming up his swing, a few of his regular golfing buddies walked up to say hello. Seeing his friends, Mr. Smith pulled them aside, his face grave, and solemnly told them that he was dying of AIDS.
The doctor, who had been watching from the tee box, was utterly bewildered. After the friends walked away, shaking their heads in sorrow,
Dr. Evans jogged over to Mr. Smith. “Arthur, I don’t understand,” the doctor said, keeping his voice low. “Why on earth are you telling everyone you’re dying of AIDS when the tests clearly show you have cancer?”
Mr. Smith calmly lined up his golf ball, took a practice swing, and looked at the doctor with deadpan sincerity. He leaned in close and whispered, “Doc, I don’t want any of you guys sleeping with my wife after I’m gone.”
