An extremely modest man was in the hospital for a series of
tests, the last of which had left his bodily systems extremely upset.
Upon making several false alarm trips to the bathroom, he decided the
latest episode was another and stayed put. He suddenly filled his bed
with diarrhea and was embarrassed beyond his ability to remain rational.
In a complete loss of composure he jumped out of bed, gathered
up the bed sheets, and threw them out the hospital window.
A drunk was walking by the hospital when the sheets landed on
him. He started yelling, cursing, and swinging his arms violently
trying to get the unknown things off, and ended up with the soiled
sheets in a tangled pile at
his feet.
As the drunk stood there, unsteady on his feet, staring down at
the sheets, a hospital security guard, (barely containing his laughter),
and who had watched the whole incident, walked up and asked, "What
the heck is going on here?"
The drunk, still staring down replied: "I think I just beat the
sh** out of a ghost."