Once upon a time, Elizabeth Taylor was getting ready to be married for the 8th time. Being a the ol' sassy gal that she was, she thought it would be a really nice wedding gift for her new Groom if she was to have vaginal reconstructive surgery and get the ol' mudflaps high and tight.

She set off to talk with her plastic surgeon. He was a very nice fellow and very accomodating. Liz asked if he and his staff could use the utmost discretion if she was to be his patient. This is Liz Taylor after all, and the the hospital staff and paparazzi were always on the look-out for some Celeb pics. OF COURSE the good doctor and his staff would be discrete - it's their speciality in Hollywood afterall. Liz signed on the dotted line.

The surgery came and went and after Liz woke up in the VIP recovery room, she saw a room full of flowers and get well card & balloons. She was very upset. How could anyone know she was there after the good doctor's promises of discretion? She summoned the doc into the room and demanded to know where all the gifts came from.

Fully understanding her concern, the good doc quickly explained that the first flowers were from his and his wife. The second flowers and gifts came from his staff who considered it a full honor to have worked on such a famous and wonderful patient. The 3rd set came from the hosipital staff whom also felt the same. Then it came to the 4th set.

The good doc didn't know how best to explain where those flowers came from, so he just spilled it bluntly.

Those flowers & gifts are from little Timmy down in the burn ward who very much thanks Miss Taylor for his new set of ears.