Gynaecologist..

One of the city's top cardiac specialists died. At his funeral, his coffin was placed in front of a huge replica of a heart made of red roses.
When the pastor finished the sermon and everyone said their good- byes, the large heart opened up, the coffin rolled inside, and the heart closed again.
It was a majestic tribute to the much loved cardiologist.
Suddenly, one of the mourners burst into a fit of laughter. Irritated by his insensitivity, the man sitting next to him asked,
- "Why are you laughing, Mister?"
- "I was just thinking about my own funeral," the man replied. "I'm a gynaecologist"...