from, of all places, the Daily Torygraph:
Three Texan surgeons were playing a round of golf. As they’re walking down the fairway, they strike up a conversation and the first surgeon says, “I reckon I’m the best surgeon in the world”. The other two enquire why and the first surgeon says, “I had a patient brought to me recently who had lost both his hands in an industrial accident. I sewed them back on and today that man has an audience to play the piano for Her Majesty the Queen”.
The second surgeon scoffs at this and says,”that’s nothing. Why I had a patient who lost both his arms in an automobile accident and I sewed them back on. At the last Olympic Games that man won a Gold Medal in the Field events”.
The third surgeon says, “that’s nothing. Several years ago a cowboy, high on alcohol and drugs, was riding his horse down a railroad track and collided with an oncoming express train. All I had to work with was the horse’s arse and a cowboy hat. Today that man is President of the United States.”
tsk tsk tsk. sad, but true…