From N.H. Tom.
I caught a bad case of flu while in Madrid.
Whilst sniffling and coughing and rolling around in the hotel bed I realized I needed medical attention so I called the concierge to get help.
“Oh, so you’re sick!” came the reply. “No problem, we’ll send our very own hotel doctor up to your room right away.”
The doctor strolled into the room within seconds and whilst I stuttered and tried to comprehend the situation, he gave me some medicine to ease the symptoms. When I finally stammered out, “H…how does the hotel have their own doctor on call?”
He simply shook his head, cracked a smile and replied,
“Nobody expects the Spanish inn physician.”
Did he sit you in a comfey chair?
That was a terrible joke.
That was wonderfully bad. We won’t have to Doc your pay.
Take two aspirin , and call me in the morning . Maybe the jokes will get better
That was torture.
Please don’t give up your day job to become a stand up comic!
Don’t blame me. I don’t write them, I just post them.
Best one in weeks!
OK – I’m stealing this one.
Could someone explain the joke to me? I really just don’t get it.
From Monty Python. “Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ixgc_FGam3s
Thanks for the explanation. Wow, still pretty lame, though.
The folks in Madrid are really innovative when it comes to their tattooing. The artists will prop a person up in such a way that blood flow to the area is slightly reduced and a particular nerve is pressed, reducing pain and leakage. It comes as a surprise to many.
Nobody expects the Spanish ink position.
OR
I heard Spanish women were very hot and very forward, but the girl I started dating refused to even hold hands in public.
Nobody expects the Spanish inhibition.