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When both his professional life and love life started to suffer, he sought medical help. After being referred from one specialist to another, he finally came across a doctor who claimed he could solve the problem.<br />
"The good news is I can cure your headaches. The bad news is that it will require castration. You have a very rare condition which causes your testicles to press up against the base of your spine. The pressure creates one hell of a headache. The only way to relieve the pressure is to remove the testicles," said the doctor.<br />
Joe was shocked and depressed, but decided he had no choice but to accept the operation.<br />
He left the hospital wearing a diaper under his clothing, but his mind was clear and no headache.<br />
As he walked down the street, he realized that he felt like a different person. He decided then and there that he could make a new beginning and live a more fulfilling life.<br />
As he walked past a men's clothing store, he thought, "That's what I need, a new suit." Joe entered the shop and told the salesman: "I'd like to see some of your suits."<br />
The salesman eyed him briefly and said, "Let's see . . . size 44 long."<br />
Joe laughed, "That's right, how did you know?"<br />
"It's my job," replied the salesman. Joe tried on the suit and it fit perfectly.<br />
As Joe admired himself in the mirror, the salesman asked, "How about a new shirt?"<br />
Joe thought for a moment and said, "Sure . . "<br />
The salesman eyed Joe and said, "Let's see . . . .34 sleeve and 17 neck."<br />
Joe was surprised, "That's right, how did you know?"<br />
It's my job," said the salesman. Joe tried on the shirt, and it fit perfectly.<br />
As Joe looked in the mirror and adjusted the collar, the salesman asked, "How about new shoes?"<br />
Joe was on a roll, so he said, "Sure . . . "<br />
The salesman eyed Joe's feet and said, "Let's see. . 9 Wide."<br />
Joe was astonished, "That's right, how did you know?"<br />
"It's my job," said the salesman. Joe was feeling great, when the salesman asked, "How about some new underwear?"<br />
Joe thought for a second, and said, "Sure . . . "<br />
The salesman stepped back, eyed Joe's waist and said, "Let's see … size 36." Joe laughed and said, "No, I've worn size 34 since I was 18 years old."<br />
The salesman shook his head and said, "You shouldn't wear a size 34. Eventually it will press your testicles up against the base of your spine and give you one hell of a headache."</p>
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