Three Gents Drinking
Three gents were drinking apple martinis in a bar and had gotten to the stage of arguing about details.
I tell you its spelled W-O-O-M, the first said loudly.
No no, no, The second protested. Its W-O-O-0-M.
Youre both wrong, the third ventured.
I say its W-O-O-M-B.
A gynecologst passing spoke up. Youre getting close, she told them. Actually, its W-O-M-B.
They stared at her a moment, then stared at each other. Finally one spoke:
Madam, he said, its obvious that youve never heard an elephant fart.