Morris returns from the doctor and tells his wife that the doctor told him he has only 24 hours to live.
Given the grim prognosis, Morris asks his wife for sex. Naturally, she agrees, so they make love.
About 6 hours later, Morris goes to his wife and says, “Honey, you know I now have only 18 hours to live. Could we please do it one more time?”
Of course, the wife agrees, and they do it again.
The day ends and as stars twinkle in the night sky, Morris gets into bed, looks at his watch and realizes that he now has only 8 hours left.
He touches his wife’s shoulder and asks, “Honey, I have only 8 more hours to live. Please, just one more time before I die.”
She says, “Of course, dear,” and they make love for the third time.
After this session, the wife rolls over and falls asleep.
But Morris, worried about his impending death, cannot sleep. He tosses and turns and frets, until he’s down to 4 more hours.
He taps his wife, who rouses. “Honey, I have only 4 more hours. Do you think we could . . . .”
At this point the wife sits up and says, “Listen Morris, enough is enough. I have to get up in the morning, you don’t.”
H/t FOTM’s pnordman
~Eowyn
