Okay, so a woman goes to the vet with her dead pet rabbit and the vet takes a look at the rabbit, makes his assessment and concludes aloud, "I'm afraid your rabbit is dead."
The woman is outraged and immediately exclaims, "How can you possibly be sure after so few tests, I insist you look into the matter further!" With a sigh, the vet whistles, the door opens and in walks a labrador and a cat.
With a snap of the vet's fingers, the cat jumps up on the bench, looks the rabbit it up and down, bats it with a paw, looks at the vet and shakes its head.
With another snap, the cat jumps down and the dog moves in. It follows a similar routine as the cat and also concludes by looking at the vet and shaking its head.
"Test confirm your rabbit is dead," the vet explains to the woman. "That'll be £200, please,"
"How in the hell is that worth £200?!" The woman asks.
"Well," the vet replies. "If you'd've believed me it would've only been £50, but you insisted on Lab Tests and a Cat Scan."
LAWL, much? (Just trying to bring the mood up again...)