An extremely modest man was in the hospital
for a series of tests, the last of which had left
his bodily systems extremely upset.

Upon making several false alarm trips to the bathroom, he
decided the latest episode was another and stayed put. He suddenly
filled his bed with diarrhea and was embarrassed beyond his ability to
remain rational.

In a complete loss of composure he jumped
out of bed, gathered up the bed sheets, and threw
them out the hospital window.

A drunk was walking by the hospital when the
sheets landed on him. He started yelling, cursing,
and swinging his arms violently trying to get the
unknown things off, and ended up with the soiled
sheets in a tangled pile at his feet.

As the drunk stood there, unsteady on his
feet, staring down at the sheets, a hospital
security guard, (barely containing his laughter),
and who had watched the whole incident, walked up
and asked, "What the heck is going on here?"

The drunk, still staring down at the bed sheets in amazement, replied:
"I think I just beat the SHIT out of a ghost."