An eighty-year-old man stood up from the couch and began pulling on his heavy winter coat.
His wife looked up from her rocking chair and asked, “Where on earth are you going?”
“I’m heading to the clinic,” he replied proudly. “I’m going to ask the doctor for a prescription of those new Viagra pills.”
Without saying a single word, his wife immediately stood up and started putting on her thickest cardigan.
The old man blinked in confusion. “And where do you think you’re going?”
She smiled sweetly and replied:
“Well, if you’re planning on reviving that rusty old piece of machinery, I need to go get a tetanus shot.”
