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Subject: Doctor Propriety

During her annual checkup, the well-constructed miss was
asked to disrobe and climb onto the examining table.

"Doctor," she replied shyly, "I just can't undress in front of
you."

"All right," said the physician, "I'll flick off the lights. You
undress and tell me when you're through."

In a few moments, her voice rang out in the darkness: "Doctor,
I've undressed. What shall I do with my clothes?"

"Put them on the chair, on top of mine."