A man wakes up in the hospital, bandaged from head to foot. The doctor
comes in and says, 'Ah, I see you've regained consciousness. Now, you
probably won't remember, but you were in a pile-up on the freeway.
You're going to be okay, you'll walk again and everything, but.....
Something happened..

I'm trying to break this gently, but the fact is, your willy was chopped
off in the wreck, and we were unable to find it.'

The man groans, .. but the doctor goes on, 'You've got $10,000 in
insurance compensation coming to you, and we have the technology now to
build you a new willy that will work as well as your old one did -
better in fact!
But the thing is, it doesn't come cheap. It will cost $1,000 per inch.'

The man perks up at this.

'So,' the doctor says, 'it's for you to decide how many inches you want.
But it's something you'd better discuss with your wife. I mean, if you
had a five inch one before, and you decide to go for an eight-incher,
she might be a bit put out. But if you had a eight-incher before, and
you decide only to invest in a five incher this time, she might be
disappointed. So it's important that she plays a role in helping you
make the decision.' The man agrees to talk with his wife. The doctor
comes back the next day.

'So,' says the doctor, 'have you spoken with your wife?'

'I have,' says the man..

'And has she helped you in making the decision?'

'She has,' says the man.

'And what is it?' asks the doctor.

'We're getting a new kitchen.'