A woman asks her husband if he'd like some breakfast. "Would you like bacon and eggs, perhaps? A slice of toast and maybe some grapefruit and coffee?" she asks.
He declines. "It's this Viagra," he says. "It's really taken the edge
off my appetite."
At lunchtime, she asks if he would like something. "A bowl of homemade soup, homemade muffins or a cheese sandwich?" she inquires.
He declines. "The Viagra," he says, "really trashes my desire for food."
Come dinnertime, she asks if he wants anything to eat. Would he like maybe a steak and apple pie? Maybe he'd like a micro waved pizza or a tasty stir-fry that would only take a couple of minutes?
He declines. "Na, still not hungry."
"Well," she says, "would you mind letting me get up? I'm starving!"
He declines. "It's this Viagra," he says. "It's really taken the edge
off my appetite."
At lunchtime, she asks if he would like something. "A bowl of homemade soup, homemade muffins or a cheese sandwich?" she inquires.
He declines. "The Viagra," he says, "really trashes my desire for food."
Come dinnertime, she asks if he wants anything to eat. Would he like maybe a steak and apple pie? Maybe he'd like a micro waved pizza or a tasty stir-fry that would only take a couple of minutes?
He declines. "Na, still not hungry."
"Well," she says, "would you mind letting me get up? I'm starving!"
