A petite lady falls in love with a farmer, moves in with him, but shortly after moving in starts getting very sore "between her legs".
She goes to see the Dr.
Pop up on the couch and I will take a look, . . . That does look sore, I will prescribe you some cream. The woman gets back off the couch gets dressed. Come back in a week if it is no better,
A week later she returns, more sore than before.
pop up on the couch and I will take another look, . . . . Oh dear that looks even worse, I will prescribe you a stronger great. The woman gets back off the couch gets dressed. Come back in a week if it's no better,
A week later she returns, even more sore, demands to see another Dr, fed up of being sent away with creams that don't work, "I need this sorting".
Second Dr, come in. . . Ah yes I see the problem. Woman looks confused, but I haven't got up on the couch yet. No need the problem is obviouse!