There was a man who lost one of his arms in an accident. He became very
depressed because he couldn't play golf.

One day in his despair, he decided to commit suicide. He got into an
elevator and went to the top of a building to jump off.

As he was standing on the ledge looking down he saw this man skipping
along, whooping and kicking up his heels.

He looked closer and saw that this man didn't have any arms at all.

He started thinking: what am I doing up here feeling sorry for myself?
I still have one good arm to do things with.

There goes a man with no arms, skipping down the footpath so happy, and
going on with his life.

So he hurried down and caught up with the man with no arms. He told him
how glad he was to see him because he lost one of his arms, felt useless
and was going to kill himself.

He thanked him for saving his life and said he knew he could make it
with one arm if that guy could go on with no arms.

The man with no arms was dancing and whooping and kicking up his heels
again.

He asked the man , "Why are you so happy anyway?"

The man replied , "I'm NOT happy. My balls are itchy. "