Mabel and Henry have been married for sixty years.
Now, they're sitting on the deck of their house, wistfully looking at the setting sun.
"Henry," Mabel says, "There's something I've always wanted to confess to you."
"What is that, Mabel," Henry asks.
"For all our married life I've been faking my orgasms."
Henry thinks about this for a few moments, and then says, "Mabel, there's something I've always meant to confess to you."
"What's that, Henry?" Mabel asks.
Henry lifts his worn cane and says, "For all our married lives I've been faking my erections."
Now, they're sitting on the deck of their house, wistfully looking at the setting sun.
"Henry," Mabel says, "There's something I've always wanted to confess to you."
"What is that, Mabel," Henry asks.
"For all our married life I've been faking my orgasms."
Henry thinks about this for a few moments, and then says, "Mabel, there's something I've always meant to confess to you."
"What's that, Henry?" Mabel asks.
Henry lifts his worn cane and says, "For all our married lives I've been faking my erections."
Playing Cluedo with my mum while I was at Uni:
"You did WHAT? With WHO? WHERE???"
