Wiremu, a New Zealander, landed at Heathrow to watch the All Blacks. As he wasn't feeling too well after the flight, he decided to see a doctor.*groan*"Hey Doc, I don't feel so good", Wiremu said. The doctor gave him a thorough examination and informed Wiremu that he had prostate problems, and that the only cure was testicular removal. "No way Doc!" replied Wiremu. "I'm gitting a sicond opinion, eh!"
The second Pommy doctor gave Wiremu the same diagnosis and also advised him that testicular removal was the only cure. Not surprisingly, Wiremu refused the treatment.
Wiremu was devastated but, with only hours to go before the All Blacks opening game, he found an ex-pat Kiwi doctor and decided to get one last opinion from someone he could trust. The Kiwi doctor examined him and said, "Wiremu, you huv prostate suckness eh".
"What's the cure thin doc?" asked Wiremu hoping for a different answer.
"Wull, Wiremu", said the Kiwi doctor "Wi're gonna huv to cut off your balls."
"Phew, thunk god for thut!" said Wiremu, "those Pommy bastards wanted to take my test tickets off me!
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