Inflating Implants

A woman decides that she's not amply enough endowed in the chest, so she goes to her plastic surgeon about getting implants.

"What are my options?" she asks the doctor.

"Well," the doctor responded, "The very best, most realistic implants are made of silicone."

"Okay. What's the price tag on those?"

"$25,000."

The woman sighed. "I don't have $25,000 to spare. Are there any other options?"

"The next best type of implants are rubber. They're less realistic, but the process is quite a bit cheaper, about $10,000."

The woman shook her head. "I'm afraid I just can't afford that. Sorry I wasted your time."

"Wait," said the doctor. "There is one more option, but it's in the experimental stages. If you're willing to try it out, it will be free."

"Okay," said the woman cautiously. "What kind of implants are these?"

"Balloons," replied the doctor. "It requires a less invasive procedure, but they must be re-inflated periodically."

The woman decided to go for the operation. It was successful, and when it was all finished the doctor showed her how to inflate them, like this: {Put fingers on chest just above bosom. Move your elbows up and down like a chicken flapping its wings.} So, once she fully recovered, the woman went to a singles bar. She spied a likely-looking prospect on the other side of the bar. She walked over, making sure that her breasts were inflated {repeat chicken-wing motion}.

"Pardon me," she said to the man, "but haven't I seen you here before?"

{say the following line while scissoring legs open and closed} "No, but we have the same doctor!"