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!