Ironic Statement of the Day

I'm sitting on the doctor's examination table, covered in nothing but a wholly inadequate paper sheet in the middle of my annual physical exam, awaiting the poking and prodding segment of the ordeal when I know that the duck-billed instrument and the doctor's fist fingers will be inserted into my lady bits (and not in good way) and the doctor, after taking my blood pressure, says, wait for it,

"Oh, it's a bit high today."


Mmmm, I couldn't imagine why it would be.