Yesterday, Ken called to tell me about the results from his MRI on his shoulder. He told me and then we chatted for a bit. After the call, my friend Scott came into my office and I told him that Ken's MRI results showed that he has a torn labia. His eyes got huge. I said it again. He busted up laughing and asked me to stop saying it. Me, being so innocent just looked at him and said, he has a torn labia, what is the big deal?
Next thing you know, the girls in the office next to me are dying laughing. Scott is about to pee his pants and he tells me that I should not say that word anymore. I ask him what it means and he points to his crotch area. I pretend to know and try to run thru every male anatomy part I can think of and cannot seem to place a labia. Hmm....
I go next door and ask the girls what it means. Oh. Shelly tells me that Ken definitely does not have a labia.
Turns out Ken has a torn labrum.