"Just a minute there," Hanna Barbera said to her normal gynecologist, "you're not my normal gynecologist." The gynecologist smiled, his big yellow teeth reflecting natural sunshine like bikini models eating breakfast in France do. "I am your normal gynecologist. You just don't recognize me because I had my nose straightened. You see, it all happened 44 years ago when I was a wee lad in Canada. My father was a tall man, 7 feet high, and my mama was a ******, no bigger than a peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich. Well one day, while I was having my left thumb cut off by the Mafia, the Korean War started again. I rose to my feet and ran to the army department to become a gynecologist. Years passed and my thumb slowly grew back on and now I'm the greatest gynecologist in the world and women love me a lot."