Night Life of an Older Fisherman
Jane was lying in bed one night. Larry was falling asleep but Jane 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?" Jane asked.
"To get my teeth!"