October 13, 2012
Interior. A Ho Chi Minh City fertility clinic. A man and woman are seated at opposite ends of the room, their faces flush with tension. A doctor enters and flips open a chart.
Doctor: Ok…so, for the third time: your wife is pregnant and you are the father.
Man: Impossible.
Woman: I told you!
Man: (seizes chart and begins flipping through the pages) How could this be?
Doctor: Sir, it’s a 99.9% match. You’re the father.
Man: I used protection every time! The finest French ticklers money can buy… 
Doctor: I’m not sure those are an acceptable form of…
Man: Every one was certified by Mr. Bao… Mr. Gold Bao. You must have heard of him.
Doctor: …
LIGHTS

Interior. A Ho Chi Minh City fertility clinic. A man and woman are seated at opposite ends of the room, their faces flush with tension. A doctor enters and flips open a chart.

Doctor: Ok…so, for the third time: your wife is pregnant and you are the father.

Man: Impossible.

Woman: I told you!

Man: (seizes chart and begins flipping through the pages) How could this be?

Doctor: Sir, it’s a 99.9% match. You’re the father.

Man: I used protection every time! The finest French ticklers money can buy… 

Doctor: I’m not sure those are an acceptable form of…

Man: Every one was certified by Mr. Bao… Mr. Gold Bao. You must have heard of him.

Doctor: …

LIGHTS

  1. chaucydinh said: Brilliant!!!
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