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Mar 2016
'Doctor, well the problem is...
I can't get 'it' up...
' confessed the man, embarrassingly.
'Would this be...all the time...or just in the bedroom?'
pondered the doctor.
'See, I really only get 'it' up once a day,
just before lunch, actually, and if the wife isn't on it right then and there.....then I'd have to wait 'till the following day.....
it's the choice between
******* or having a warm sausage' he said
'Well, don't fret' assured the doctor
'I get this exact compliant more then you'd think'
'Oh?' the man sounded, feeling less shame now.
The doctor peered through his glasses
'But I'll need to see a photograph'.
The man's eyelids opened wide and wild.
'.......of your wife' finished the doctor.
'You need to?...what?' asked the man.
'Oh yes,I'll need to see what you're working with here'
answered the doctor,
'I mean,before an accurate diagnostic can be made' he said,
saving himself.
The man produced his wallet and showed the doctor a wedding photograph.
'A current photo' the doctor said.
'Ah,yes,that does make more sense' said the man.
He took his phone from his jacket pocket and
showed the doctor his wallpaper with his wife's full figure in it.
The doctor looked for a moment and then said
'well, I'm afraid all the drugs in the world aren't going to help to you'.

-J.F.N.
Jamie F Nugent
Written by
Jamie F Nugent  M/Ireland
(M/Ireland)   
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