I dont know really where did i read this first time. Might be in sajha. But enjoyed reading it. Anyone who has already read it will remeber it once again and who hasnt before , I hope, will enjoy it.

Here it goes:

A gorgeously attractive girl visits a psychiatrist.

Girl: Doctor, I have sinned. I called my boyfriend a bastard.

Psychiatrist: Well now, that’s not a nice thing to call anyone. What did he do to deserve that?

Girl: Well, he kissed me.

Psychiatrist: You mean like this?

The psychiatrist kissed the girl.

Girl: Yes!

Psychiatrist: Well, that’s no reason to call him a bastard.

Girl: Well, he placed his hand on my lap.

Psychiatrist: You mean like this?

The psychiatrist placed his hand on her lap.

Girl: Yes!

Psychiatrist: Well, that’s no reason to call him a bastard.

Girl: Well, he took my clothes off.

Psychiatrist: You mean like this.

The psychiatrist removes her clothes.

Girl: Yes!

Psychiatrist: Well, that’s no reason to call him a bastard.

Girl: But then he kissed me.

Psychiatrist: You mean like this?

The psychiatrist kissed the girl.

Girl: Yes!

Psychiatrist: But still there is no reason to call him a bastard.

Girl: But then, he had sex with me.

Psychiatrist: You mean like this?

The psychiatrist had sex with the girl.

Girl: (panting and almost breathless) Yes!

Psychiatrist: Still, there is no reason to call him a bastard.

Girl: But then, he told me he has AIDS.

Psychiatrist: BASTARD!