A man was laying in his hospital bed with an oxygen mask on when a young attractive candy striper walked in to pick up his breakfast tray.
As she reached down to pick up the man's tray, she asked:
"And how are you doing today, Mr Davis?"
She gasps when she hears him say:
"Are my testicles black?"
"Well sir, that isn't for me to determine. I am not the nurse!"
Again he asks:
"Are my testicles black?"
"Sir, you will have to ask the nurse about that"
A third time the man asks, but this time insistently:
"ARE MY TESTICLES BLACK??"
Afraid that the patient will become overly anxious, causing his pulse and heart rate to race, she decides to take matters into her own hands. She nervously reaches out and pulls back his blanket, then lifts the edge of his hospital gown. Then she takes his scrotum in her hand and rolls it around gently, inspecting his balls.
"Well sir, I can assure you that your testicles are most definitely not black!"
The man removes his oxygen mask and with a smile says:
Well miss, that was very nice I must say, but what I actually asked you was 'Are my test results back?' "
