A blond woman goes to the doctor looking fantastic: hair and makeup were done by a professional, Gucci heels, Versace dress, and Prada purse.

“I’ve been stung by a nasty insect of some kind,” she tells the doctor, “…but I’m ashamed to tell you where.”

“It’s okay,” says the doctor. “Our communication is privileged; I won’t tell anyone.”

“Okay,” says the woman. “It was at Walmart.”