Larry’s Contribution To Georgina’s Twit Club

Confessions Of A Married Septuagenarian Man

My wife is satisfied every night.  I look over, and tell her I’m too tired.  She looks back and says “I’m satisfied”.

My wife told me we were going to have “a roll in the hay”.  That night she drove us to a farm, where we sat on a haystack, and ate two “Danishes”.

My wife said that in the evening, she was going to give me something I’d been dreaming about for months.  That night, when we got to our bedroom, she put a picture of Angelina Jolie on my pillow.

My wife promised me “intercourse” on the next day.  In the morning, she dropped me off at a Golf Club.

My wife told me last night, that she would love me forever.  I asked her if we could start now with the first thirty minutes.

My wife says sometimes I make “sexist remarks”.  I tell her “sorry, it must be Freudian slips”.

My wife sometimes goes “TOP-LESS”, but only after we’ve had one too many “BOTTOMS-UP” toasts.

My wife promised me I could have sex any night I wanted it.  She then presented me with twelve porno flicks.

My wife and I make love every night.  And then I wake up.

 My wife keeps me “up” in the bedroom at night.  She snores like a sailor.

 My wife keeps a smile on my face in the bedroom every night.  She turns     on comedy shows.

 My wife turns me on a few nights a week.  She plays DVD’s from my past.

  My wife was a virgin when I married her.  Now, forty years later, she’s become one again.

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