Dad and I are sitting on the porch with our evening drinks. He’s relaxed with eyes closed, and a grin on his mug.
Randy: What’s up dad?
Dad: What did the doctor name his new dog?
Randy (thinking): I donna know, Ivy Drip?
Dad: No! Phlebitis!
We’ve since modified the joke to: What did Dr. Drip name his daughter? Ans: Ivy. What did he name his dog? Phlebitis!
Doctor Joke