Every night Joe would go down to the liquor store, get a six pack, bring it home, and drink it while he watched TV.
One night, as he finished his last beer, the doorbell rang. He stumbled to the door and found a six-foot giant cockroach standing there. The bug grabbed him by the collar and threw him across the room and left.
The next night, after Joe finished his fourth beer, the doorbell rang. He walked slowly to the door and found the same giant cockroach standing there. The huge bug punched him in the stomach, then left.
The night after, after he finished his first beer, the doorbell rang again. The same six-foot cockroach was standing there. This time Joe was kneed in the groin, and hit behind the ear as he doubled over in pain. Then the big bug left.
The fourth night Joe didn’t drink at all. The doorbell rang. The giant cockroach was standing there. The bug beat the tar out of Joe and left him in a heap on the living room floor.
The following day Joe went to see his doctor. He explained the events of the preceding four nights to the physician.
“What can I do?” Joe pleaded to his doctor.
“Not much, I’m afraid,” the doctor replied.
“There’s just a nasty bug going around.”
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