The Troll:
To the doctor:

I went to my grandmother after the end of the meduniver. Congratulations on the diploma, all the business, and then the grandmother is like this:
“Listen, there is a chicken in my house, go and see what she has with her leg, you’re a doctor!”
Immediately understood all the jokes about programmers and broken outlets!

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And what, chicken bones and cartilage are categorically not as organized as humans? What general knowledge you should have taught. Or below your dignity to help grandmother with some chicken there, fi...
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Do you have a clown or clown in your life?