Mary asks her husband, John, if he’d like some breakfast: “Would you like bacon and eggs, perhaps? A slice of toast? Grapefruit and coffee to follow?”
He declines: “It’s this Viagra,” he says, “It’s really taken the edge off my appetite.”
At lunchtime, Mary asks if he would like something: “A bowl of homemade soup, homemade muffins or a cheese sandwich?”
He declines: “It’s this Viagra,” he says, “it’s really taken the edge off my appetite.”
Come dinnertime, she again asks John if he wants anything to eat. She’ll go to the store and buy him some food. Would he like maybe a steak and apple pie? Maybe he’d like a pizza microwaved or a tasty stir-fry that would only take a couple of minutes?
John declines: “It’s this Viagra,” he says, “It’s really taken the edge off my appetite.”
Exasperated, Mary gives him an elbow and says, “Would you mind letting me up? I’m starving!”
