|A stunning blonde had gone to her student advisor for some course problems, but seemed to be paying only half attention to his replies.|
"Are you feeling OK?" he asked.
"Well, to be honest, I have this compulsion to have sex with every man I meet," she admitted. "Is there a name for my condition?"
"Why yes, there is," he said, as he picked her up and began carrying her to the couch. "It's called 'Good News'."