Barb was lying in bed one night. Larry was falling asleep but
Barb was in a romantic mood and wanted to talk.
She said: "You used to hold my hand when we were courting."
Wearily he reached across, held her hand for a second and tried to get
back to sleep.
A few moments later she said: "Then you used to kiss me... "
Mildly irritated, Larry reached across, gave her a peck on the cheek
and settled down to sleep.
Thirty seconds later she said: "Then you used to bite my Neck..."
Angrily, Larry threw back the bed clothes and got out of bed.
"Where are you going?" Barb asked.
"To get my teeth!"
Aussie Paul.
Blues man.
Happy Camping
Graeme
I was always taught to respect my elders,
but it keeps getting harder to find one.