
On Tuesdays I open my free doctor's surgery on a bench in town.
"Doctor BoiledEggInADeckChair, my knee has been breaking wind since you ***ppfft*** operated on my elbow," said this patient.
"You mean your knee farts?" I asked.
"Yes ***pppfffft*** it does," he replied.
"Was that your knee?"
"No that was me... ***PPPFFFFFTT*** ..but that was my knee."
"Mmmmm I see."

"Well," I said "I think you should know what I want you to know, and what I want you to know is this.. you must stay away from me for ten years and wear a space suit."
"***PPPFFFFTT*** oh no," he replied.
"Yes, and I'll write a prescription for your space suit, it's a National Health one so don't go to space in it or you'll die."
"Okay doc if you say so ***PPPPPFFFFFFFTTTT***."

"I'M HEALING THE SICK AND MENDING THE LAME
THEY FART AND THEY CLICK AND I AM TO BLAME
AAARRRGG HA HAAAAA," I shouted.
These two where impressed by my medical skill I could tell.