A highway patrol officer pulls over a guy on a Harley for speeding. He walked up to the biker and said,
"Let's start with your name."
"Fred," the man replied.
"Fred what?" asked the officer.
"Just Fred."
The officer, in a good mood, figured he might let him off with a warning. But he decided to have a little fun and pushed, "Come on now-what's your last name?"
Fred sighed. "Well, I used to have one... but I lost it."
Now curious, the officer raised an eyebrow. "Lost it? How do you lose a last name?"
Fred took a deep breath. "It's a long story. But here goes:
I was born Fred Johnson. I studied hard, went to medical school, became a doctor-Fred Johnson, M.D.
After a few years, I got interested in dentistry, went back to school, and became Fred Johnson, M.D., D.D.S.
Then I made some bad choices, got involved with my dental assistant... and ended up with an infection. So I was Fred Johnson, M.D., D.D.S., with a V.D.
The dental board didn't like that. They pulled my D.D.S., so I became Fred Johnson, M.D., with a V.D.
Then the medical board found out, and there went my M.D.
Now I was just Fred Johnson... with a V.D.
And finally, the V.D. took away my Johnson.
So now... I'm Just Fred."
The officer was crying.
Not out of pity-but from laughing so hard, he couldn't even write the ticket.