“I’ve an appointment with the Doctor about my Willy.”
“Your Willy?” said the receptionist.
“He’s had a bad dose of the flu” said his dad.

“I’ve an appointment to see the baby Doctor.”,
Said the sarcastic old man in the waiting room.

“I’ve an appointment to see the wee Doctor.”
“You mean the Urologist?” said the receptionist.
“No, the little chap.” said the Scottish lady.

“I’ve an appointment to see the eye Doctor.”
“He can’t see you just yet.” said the receptionist.
“That’s two of us then.” said the man in glasses.