Two pathologists were in a mortuary in a hospital one day.
On the slab lay a naked man.
The first pathologist is examining the body "...light contusions to the left side of...." etc., when all of a sudden he sees this plug shoved up yer man's arse.
Said pathologist (that's good training for the fingers. pathologist, pathologist, path...), ah what the heck, where was I.
Yes, said pathologist (did ye like that), pulls said plug out of said arse.
"On the road again.... I'm so glad I'm on the road again....."
The second he puts the plug into yer man's bum again, the music stops.
C'mere, says yer man and listen to this.
Enter pathologist number two. Stage right. See him over there?
"Wha'" Plug, hand, bum, pull, ".....on the road again.....I'm so glad I'm on the roadd agai...."
"So what," says pathologist number two, "any asshole can sing country"

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Brendy, in one of his strange moods