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A state trooper stops a Harley for traveling faster than the posted speed limit,
so he asks the biker his name.

"Fred," he replies.

"Fred what?" the trooper asks.

"Just Fred," the man responds.

The trooper is in a good mood and thinks he might just give the biker a break
and, write him out a warning instead of a ticket. The trooper then presses him
for the last name.

The man tells him that he used to have a last name but lost it. The trooper
thinks that he has a nut case on his hands but plays along with it.

"Tell me, Fred, how did you lose your last name?"

The biker replies, "It's a long story, so stay with me. I was born Fred Johnson.
I studied hard and got good grades.

When I got older, I realized that I wanted to be a doctor. I went through college,
medical school, internship, residency, and finally got my degree, so I was Fred
Johnson, MD. After a while I got bored being a doctor, so I decided to go back
to school.

Dentistry was my dream! Got all the way through school, got my degree, so then
I was Fred Johnson, MD, DDS.

Got bored doing dentistry, so I started fooling around with my assistant and she
gave me VD, so now I was Fred Johnson, MD, DDS, with VD.

Well, the ADA found out about the VD, so they took away my DDS.

Then I was Fred Johnson, MD, with VD. Then the AMA found out about the ADA
taking away my DDS because of the VD, so they took away my MD leaving me
as Fred Johnson with VD.

Then the VD took away my Johnson, so now I am Just Fred..."

The trooper walked away in tears, laughing.