He declined.
'Thanks for asking, but I'm not hungry right now. It's this cheap cialis,' he says 'It's really taken the edge off my appetite.'
At lunchtime she asked him if he would like something . . . . .
'a bowl of soup, homemade muffins, or a cheese sandwich?'
He declined.
'The cialis,' he says, 'really trashes my desire for food.'
Come dinnertime, she asked if he wants anything to eat.
'Would you like a juicy rib eye steak and scrumptious apple pie? Or maybe a rotisserie chicken or tasty stir fry?'
He declined again . . . . . 'No,' he says, 'it's got to be the Viagra . I'm still not hungry.' . . . . .
'Well,' she said, 'Would you mind letting me up? I'm starving.'
When dealing with the insane, the best method is to pretend to be sane.
- Hermann Hesse
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