A motorcycle cop was rushed to the hospital with an inflamed appendix...
The doctors operated and advised him that all was well. However, the
patrolman kept feeling something pulling at the hairs on his chest.
Worried that it might be a second surgery the doctors hadn't told
him about, he finally got enough energy to pull his hospital gown
down enough so he could look at what was making him so uncomfortable.

Taped firmly across his hairy chest were three wide strips of adhesive
tape, the ultra sticky kind... Written in large black letters was the

Harry was in the hospital. He was an old man. Anyway there was this
young nurse. Every time she came in, she talked to him like a little
child. She would say in a patronizing tone of voice: "And how are we
doing this morning?"

Well, this is a story of revenge. He had received breakfast, and
pulled the juice off the tray, and put it on his stand. He had been
given a urine bottle to fill. The juice was apple juice. You know
where the juice went.

The nurse came in and picked up the urine bottle. She looks at it.
"It seems we are a little cloudy today."