They have an incredible night together.
They have an incredible night together. In the morning, the wife asks her husband at breakfast time,
Would you like some bacon and eggs, a slice of toast, and maybe some grapefruit juice and coffee?”
“Thanks for asking, but, I’m not hungry right now. It’s this Via*ra,” he says. “It’s really taken the edge off my appetite.”
At lunchtime, she asks him if he’d like something.
“How about a bowl of soup, homemade muffins, or a cheese sandwich?”
He declines. “The Via*ra,” he says, “really trashes my desire for food.”
Come dinner time, she asks if he wants anything to eat.
“Would you like a juicy rib-eye steak and some scrumptious apple pie? Or maybe a rotisserie chicken or tasty stir fry?”
He declines again. “No,” he says, “it’s got to be the Via*ra. I’m still not hungry.”
“Well,” she says, “Would you mind letting me up? I’m starving!”
