Carl was a good boy. That was until he met Sally. Sally was a huge bitch. She made him fart on her face. Carl didn't like doing it so one day he ate a lot of cheese. When he went to fart on her he blew the worst most fowl fart ever created. Sally was then admitted to the hospital where her face was reconstructed to look like DKCairns.

When I was a med student our cadaver had a thumb-sized lump in his scrotum. I thought we'd discover a tumor. When I dissected and cut open the scrotum there's was a plastic object. It turned out to be a penile implant. Our professor had me dissect the entire implant out and everyone else went to our table and I had to show them the entire contraption. Reservoir, cylinders and all. I was later called the penile implant guy. No I didn't become a Urologist.Just called my mother to ask her. This was her answer:

"After 7000 bodies they all blur together. Probably all the penises. There are an amazing range of dicks out there. Plus, a lot of the tribal Africans have penis tattoos. One that sticks out (hehe) said 'treat me nice'. Plus, you know, all the stabbings and machete hackings'.

Medical student, not a doctor.

In my anatomy class we each got a body to dissect, I got and elderly woman who died of cancer, so I spent a lot of time looking at metastasis in and around her lungs. When checking her now empty chest cavaty I found a piece of coarse blue string around one of her ribs. Like a thin piece of nylon rope. Presented it to the conservator, he had no idea how it could have gotten there during the embalming process, and she had no resent scars on her chest.

...some of her [precious] previous doctors were not on top of their game.

Edit: Yes, autocorrect mistake.

Thanks, mum.

Edit:I'll be sure to let my mother know in the morning that she's a serial killing, extreme dick touching arm breaking hooker.