Bambi, a young blonde, sidled up to a guest at a fancy party.
She had heard him addressed as doctor and now she said diffidently,
"Doctor, may I ask a question?"
"Certainly," he said.
"Lately," said Bambi, "I have been having a funny pain right here under the heart."
The guest interrupted and said,
"I'm terribly sorry, Bambi, but the truth is, I'm a doctor of philosophy."
"Oh," said the blonde, "I'm sorry!"
She turned away, but then, overcome with curiosity, she turned back.
"Just one more question, doctor," added Bambi.
"Yes," said the man.
"What kind of disease is philosophy?" asked Bambi.
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