A small town doctor routinely performed circumcisions, and got in the habit of saving the foreskins in a jar of formaldehyde. Many years went by, it came time to retire, and the doctor was cleaning out his office when he came across the jar, now completely full. "Why throw it out?" he reasoned. So he took it to the tailor's shop downstairs with instructions to make whatever he saw fit. Two weeks later the tailor presented him with a beautiful little patched wallet. "A wallet! That's all I get after a lifetime of work?" exclaimed the doctor. "There were hundreds and hundreds of foreskins in that jar!" "Relax, Doc, just relax," said the tailor soothingly. "Rub it for a minute or two and it turns into a suitcase."