The doctor looked at her completely puzzled, wondering what on earth could be wrong with such a young, vibrant-looking woman. “Impossible!” he cried. “Show me.”
The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left shoulder and screamed, and then she pushed her elbow, screaming even more. She pushed her knee, screaming yet again, and then she pushed her ankle, doing the same.
Appearing pensive for a few moments, the doctor suddenly had a great idea about what might be causing the problem. He asked, “You’re not really a redhead, are you?
Seeming surprised at the question, the woman was at a loss as to why the doctor might be asking her this.
“Well no,” she replied, “I’m actually a blonde. I got this new dye job because I was fed up of everyone thinking I’m some airhead… but what does that have to do with anything?”
“Ah – I thought you might be a blonde,” said the doctor while trying not to laugh.
“You don’t have aches and pains all over your body. The pain you’re feeling is because your finger is broken.”