The other day Rizks with a bad stomach ache goes to his local doctor Khanan and asks him what he can do. Dr. Khanan replies that the illness is quite serious but can be cured with a small course of two suppositories inserted deep into the rectum.

Rizks agrees and Dr. Khanan tells him to bend over, and shoves the thing way up his behind. Dr. Khanan then hands him the second dose and tells him to do the same thing in six hours time using rubber gloves and KY-Jelly or something.

So, Rizks goes home and later that evening tries to get the second suppository inserted, but he finds he cannot reach himself properly to obtain the required depth. Thus, he calls his buddy Britey over and tells him what to do. Britey being the good friend that he always is, nods, puts one hand on his shoulder to steady him and with the other shoves the medicine home.

Suddenly Rizks screams in disgust.

“What’s the matter buddy?” asked Britey. “Did I hurt you?”

“No,” replies Rizks, “but I just realized that when Dr. Khanan did that, he had BOTH hands on my shoulders.”