Three gents were drinking apple martinis in a bar and had gotten to the stage of arguing about details.
“I tell you it’s spelled W-O-O-M,” the first said loudly.
“No no, no,” the second protested. “It’s W-O-O-0-M.’
“You’re both wrong,” the third ventured.
“I say it’s W-O-O-M-B.”
A gynecologst passing spoke up. “You’re getting close,” she told them. “Actually, it’s W-O-M-B.”
They stared at her a moment, then stared at each other. Finally one spoke:
“Madam,” he said, “it’s obvious that you’ve never heard an elephant fart.”