After the eighty-three-year-old lady finished her annual physical
examination, the doctor said,
“You are in fine shape for your age, Mrs. Mallory, but tell me, do you
still have intercourse?”
“Just a minute, I’ll have to ask my husband,” she said..
She stepped out into the crowded reception room and yelled out loud:
“Henry, do we still have intercourse?” And there was a hush!
You could hear a pin drop.
Henry answered impatiently, “If I told you once, Irma, I told
you a hundred times… What we have is…….