An extremely modest man was in the
hospital
for a series of tests, the last of which had left his bodily
systems
extremely upset.
Upon making
several false alarm trips to the
bathroom, he decided the latest episode was
another and stayed put. He
suddenly filled his bed with diarrhea and was
embarrassed beyond his ability
to remain
rational.
In a complete loss of composure
he jumped
out of bed, gathered up the bed sheets, and threw them out the
hospital
window.
A drunk was walking
by the hospital when the
sheets landed on him. He started yelling, cursing,
and swinging his arms
violently trying to get the unknown things off, and
ended up with the soiled
sheets in a tangled pile at his
feet.
As the drunk stood there, unsteady
on his
feet, staring down at the sheets, a hospital security guard,
(barely
containing his (laughter), and who had watched the whole incident,
walked up
and asked, "What the heck is going on
here?"
The drunk, still staring down
replied: "I
think I just beat the shit out of a ghost."
