Cringe Factor

I’d been to see my doctor about a couple of things and was filling QEII in on the deets.

“He sounds like a great doctor,” she said.

“He is. He’s a lovely man.”

“How old is he?”

“I dunno. Early-forties I suppose.”

“Oooh, is he single?”

“Ew, no! He’s married and he’s got kids. Although he did mention that his wife has a ‘serious illness’.”

“There you go - you go to the funeral, you pick up!”

“No way! Don’t forget, this is the guy who asked me to strip down to my bra and…”

(Together, screaming) “Panties!!!”