"Doctor," a woman asked her plastic surgeon, "is there anything you can do about the size of my vaginal lips?" After a quick examination, he said, "Of course. It's a simple procedure." "But will you be sure to keep it confidential? I don't want anyone to know." The surgeon agreed. When she came out of the anesthetic, she found three roses carefully placed on her bed. Outraged, she called in the doctor. "I thought you said my operation would be confidential!" He assured her, "I did! That first rose is from me because you went through this all alone. The second rose is from my nurse who assisted me in the procedure; she empathizes with you since she had the same procedure a few years ago." Calming down, she asked, "But what about the third rose?" "Oh, that one is from a man in the burn unit upstairs. He wanted to thank you for his new ears!"