A man, feeling poorly, goes to his doctor for an examination. The doc performs lots of tests, takes blood and urine samples, etc. He sends the man home, and tells him to come back next week. At the next appointment, the man says, "So Doc, what's wrong with me?" "Well, I'm afraid it's not good: you've got HAGS." "HAGS? What's that?" "Hepatitis, AIDS, Ghonorea, and Syphilis." "Oh no! What am I going to do?" "Well, first thing we've got to do is get checked into a hospital. After that, we'll put you on a diet of pancakes, pizza, and friend flounder." "What's so special about those foods?" "They're the only thing that will fit under the door!"
(From the "Rest" of RHF)