An Irish woman of advanced age visited her physician to ask 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 doc. “Give him an Irish 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 inquired
as to progress.
The poor dear exclaimed, “Oh, faith, bejaysus and begorrah!
T’was horrid. Just awful, doctor!”
“Really? What happened?” asked the doctor.
“Well, I did as you advised and slipped it in his coffee and the
effect was almost immedi ate. He jumped hisself straight up, with a
twinkle in his eye and with his pants a-bulging fiercely! With one
swoop of his arm, he sent the cups and tablecloth flying, ripped me
clothes to tatters and took me then and there, making wild, mad,
passionate love to me on the tabletop! It was a nightmare, I tell
you, an absolute 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 30 years!
But sure as I’m sittin’ here, I’ll never be able to show me face
in Starbucks again!”
Susieann