As Irish woman of advancing years talked to her

physician to solicit his help

in reviving her husband's flagging libido.



"What about trying Viagra?" asks the doctor.

"Not a chance," she said. "He won't even take an

aspirin!"

"Not to fret,"replied the doctor. "Give him an

Irish Viagra."



"What's an Irish Viagra, Doctor?"



"That's where you just drop the Viagra into his

morning coffee. He won't even taste it," replied the

doctor. "Give it a try and call me in a week

to let me know how things went."



Not even a week had gone by before she called the

doctor, who directly inquired as to the progress of

the experiment.

The poor dear exclaimed, "Oh, faith, bejaysus and

begorrah! T'was horrid, just too terrible, doc!"



"Really? What happened?" asked the doctor.



"Well, I did as you advised. I slipped the Viagra

into his morning coffee and it took effect almost

immediately. He jumped hisself straight up, with a

twinkle in his eye and with his pants a-bulging

proudly! With one swoop of his arm, he sent the

cups and tablecloth a flying, ripped me clothes to

tatters and took me then and there, making wild,

mad, passionate love to me right on the tabletop!

T'was a nightmare, I tell you, an absolute nightmare!"

"Why so terrible?" asked the doctor. "Do you mean to

say the sex your husband gave you wasn't any good?"

"Oh, no, no, no, doctor, the sex was fine indeed!

T'was the best sex I've had in twenty-five years!

But sure as I'm sittin' here before you, I'll never

be able to show me face in Starbucks again!