Uncle Gets His First Colonoscopy

So dey give you dis stuff fo make you go. Da ting work. Work bettah den da time I went eat your Auntie’s tuna sandwich she said was still good.

Da doctah told me relax. Da nurse told me relax.

“I no can relax. No can help. I pa-ke. Tight!” Da nurses crack up, especially da cute one.

Long time ago, doctahs in da movies get one round mirror on his head fo see tings. Now everybody watching da TV of my okole. J’like gold miners in one pink tunnel. Dey knocking off stuff. “Polyp,” somebody says. I tinking, Gold!