Her new OB-GYN was in a wood paneled office

strategy to combine her two true loves: burgers and boys. As the OB-GYN did her thing, Carolyn planned her post-procedure afternoon. She'd require at least a double patty and three

, no make that 4 skinny lads to accomplish her task. Carolyn's mouth watered as she thought about her boyburger. She breathed deeply. The OB-GYN misunderstood, thinking Carolyn was

a man with his thingy tucked between his legs like Crying Game. The OB-GYN chuckled and slapped Carolyn on the pubis bone, "I don't think so Sir! Ha Ha, nice try!"

The OB-GYN was a graduate of the OB-GYN School of Charm so Carol knew she'd have to take it on the chin, or the pubis bone in this case. "If you look lower you'll find the reason I

need new shoes. Just look at my bunions!" Carol said. "Lady, I'm an OB-GYN, not a podiatrist," said the doctor, "but Ho Boy you got bunions the size of canoes!" The doctor gave

her the inserts right out of his own shoes and then promptly got back to the pap smear. "Now lets hope this thing is in better condition than your feet!"

The results were all good and Lady Agatha was relieved. Her shoes were relieved as well. They understood she needed more support. Sir Paul was inspired to write a new song about it

which he titled "Supportive Shoes". Lady Agatha and her shoes were flattered that Paul wrote a song about them. They all sent him letters expressing their gratitude.

But Paul McCartney wanted needed more. The hunger for blood rose up inside him, until one day, he met John. Thus, the greatest vampire pop band ever was formed- the Beatles.