Clarence was a successful lawyer, but as he got older he was increasingly hampered by incredible headaches. When his career and love life started to suffer, he sought medical help. After being referred from one specialist to another, he finally came across an old country doctor who solved the problem.
The good news is I can cure your headaches. The bad news in that it will require castration. You have a very rare condition which causes your testicles to press up against the base of your spine and the pressure creates one hell of a headache.
The only way to relieve the pressure is to remove the testicles."
Clarence was shocked and depressed. He wondered if he had anything to live for. He couldn't concentrate long enough to answer, but decided he had no choice but to go under the knife. When he left the hospital he was without a headache for the first time
in 20 years, but he felt like he was missing an important part of himself. As he walked down the street, he realized that he felt like a different person. He could make a new beginning and live a new life. He saw a men's clothing store and thought, "That's what I need--a new suit."
He entered the shop and told the tailor, "I'd like a new suit." The elderly Jewish tailor eyed him briefly and said, "Let's see--size 48 long." Clarence laughed. "That's right, but how did you know?" Been in the business 60 years!"
Clarence tried on the suit. It fit perfectly. As Clarence admired himself in the mirror, the tailor asked,"How about a new shirt?"
Clarence thought for a moment and then said, "Sure." The tailor eyed Clarence and said, Let's see--34 sleeve and 17 and a half neck." Clarence was surprised, "That's right, how did you know?" Been in the business 60 years." Clarence tried on the shirt, and it fit perfectly. As Clarence adjusted the collar in the mirror, the tailor asked, "How about new shoes?" Clarence was on a roll and said, Sure. The tailor eyed Clarence's feet and said, "Let's see--9 1/2 ...E." Clarence was astonished. "How did you know?" Been in the business 60 years."
Clarence tried on the shoes and they fit perfectly. Clarence walked comfortably around the shop and the tailor asked, "How about some new underwear?" Clarence thought for a second, and said,"Sure." The tailor stepped back, eyed Clarence's waist and said--"Let's see--size 40. Clarence laughed, "Aha! I got you! I've worn size 34 since I was 18 years old. The elderly Jewish tailor shook his head,"You can't wear a size 34. It will press your testicles up against the base of your spine and give you one hell of a headache."

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