The doctor said, the good news is I can
cure your headaches.
The bad news is that it will require castration.
You have a very rare condition, which causes your testicles to press
on your spine and the pressure creates one hell of a headache.
The only way to relieve the pressure is to remove the testicles.'
I was shocked and depressed. I wondered if I had anything to live for.
I had no choice but to go under the knife.
When I left the hospital, I was without a headache for the first time
in 20 years, but I felt like I was missing an important part of
myself.
As I walked down the street, I realized that I felt like a different person.
I could make a new beginning and live a new life.
I saw a men's clothing store and thought, 'That's what I need... A new suit...'
I entered the shop and told the salesman, 'I'd like a new suit..'
The elderly tailor eyed me briefly and said,'Let's see... Size 44
long.'
I laughed, that's right, how did you know?'
'Been in the business 60 years!' the tailor said.
I tried on the suit it fit perfectly.
As I, admired myself in the mirror, the salesman asked, 'How about a new shirt?'
I thought for a moment and then said,' Sure.'
The salesman eyed me and said, 'Let's see, 34 sleeves and 16-1/2 neck.'
I was surprised, 'That's right, how did you know?'
"Been in the business 60 years."
I tried on the shirt and it fit perfectly.
I walked comfortably around the shop and the salesman asked, 'How
about some new underwear?'
I thought for a moment and said, 'Sure.'
The salesman said, 'Let's see... Size 36.
I laughed, 'Ah ha! I got you! I've worn a size 34 since I was 18 years old.'
The salesman shook his head, 'You can't wear a size 34.
A size 34 would press your testicles up against the base of your spine
and give
you one hell of a headache.'
