A duck hunter was out enjoying a nice morning on the marsh when he decided to take a leak.
He walked over to a tree and propped up his gun.
Just then a gust of wind blew, the gun fell over, and discharged…...
shooting him in the genitals.
Several hours later, lying in a hospital bed he was approached by his doctor.
'Well sir, I have some good news and some bad news.
The good news is that you are going to be OK. The damage was local to your groin, there
was very little internal damage, and we were able to remove all of the buckshot.'
And 'What's the bad news?' asked the hunter..
'The bad news is that there was some pretty extensive buckshot damage
done to your penis. I'm going to have to refer you to my sister.'
'Oh, well I guess that isn't too bad,' the hunter replied. 'Is your sister a plastic surgeon?'
'Not exactly.' answered the doctor.
'She's a flute player in the local symphony and she's going to teach you where to put your fingers so you
don't piss in your eye.
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