At breakfast, a woman asks her husband,
“Do you want a piece of toast, some bacon and eggs, and perhaps some coffee and grapefruit juice?”
He says no. “I appreciate you asking, but I’m not hungry at the moment.
“This is the Viagra,” he claims. “It has significantly reduced the intensity of my hunger.”
She asked him if he wanted anything for lunch.
“How about a cheese sandwich, homemade muffins, or a bowl of soup?”
He says no. He claims that the Viagra has significantly reduced his appetite.
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She asks him if he wants something to eat when it’s time for supper.
Do you want some delicious apple pie with a tender rib eye steak? Or perhaps a delicious stir-fry or rotisserie chicken?
He says no once more. “No,” he replies, “that must be the Viagra. I still don’t feel hungry.
“Well, would you mind getting off me?” she asks. I am absolutely famished.