A married
woman walks up to Santa Claus and tells him that all she wants for
Christmas is for her husband to be interested in sex.
Santa then
proceeds to give her a bottle of pills. He tells her to give them a
try and then let him know how it's working.
So she
takes the pills home and puts one pill in her husband's Christmas
dinner. That night, they make love for one hour. The next day,
she's running around thrilled and happy.
"Oh, my
God. I can't believe how well that worked," she thinks to
herself.
That night she puts two pills in his food and that night they make
love for two hours. The next day, she's even more thrilled, so she
dumps all the pills in his food.
Two weeks
go by without any word from this woman, so Santa decides to give
her a call. A little boy answers the phone. Santa says, "Little
boy, is your mother home?"
"No, she's...who's this?" the little boy asks. "I'm a friend of
your mother's and I gave her some pills to help her out a couple of
weeks ago. Maybe you know how it's going?"
"That was you?!" the little boy says. "Let me tell you -- Mom's
dead, sister's pregnant, my ass hurts and Dad's in the attic going,
'Here kitty, kitty, kitty.' "
