An Irish woman of advanced age visited her physician to seek
his help in reviving her husband’s libido.
‘What about trying Viagra? Asks the doctor.
‘Not a chance,’ she said. ‘He won’t even take an aspirin.’
‘Not a problem,’ replied the doctor. ‘Give him an Irish Soluble
Viagra. Drop it into his coffee. He won’t even taste it. Give it
a try and call me in a week to let me know how things went.’
It wasn’t a week later that she called the doctor, who directly
inquired as to progress.
The poor dear exclaimed, ‘Oh, faith, bejaysus and begorrah!
‘Twas horrid. Just terrible doctor!.’
‘Really? What happened?’ asked the doctor?’
‘Well, I did as you advised and slipped it in his coffee and
the effect was almost immediate. He jumped his self straight
up, with a twinkle in his eye, and with his pants a-bulgin’
fiercely! With one swoop of his arm, he sent the cups and
tablecloth flyin’, ripped me clothes to tatters and took me
then and there, making wild, mad, passionate love to me on
the table-top! It was a nightmare, I tell you, an absolute
feckin’ nightmare!’
‘Why so terrible?’ asked the doctor, ‘Do you mean the sex
your husband provided wasn’t good’?
‘Oh, no, no, no, doctor, the sex was fine indeed! ‘Twas the
best sex I’ve had in 50 years of marriage!
But sure as I’m sittin’ here, I’ll niver be able to show
me face in Starbucks again.’
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