Strong Pill

Doc, you've gotta help me... my wife just isn't interested in sex anymore.
Haven't you got a pill or something I can give her?"
"Look, I can't prescribe..."
"Doc, we've been friends for years. Have you ever seen me this upset?
I am desperate! I can't think; I can't concentrate; my life is going utterly
to Hell! You've got to help me."
The doctor opens his desk drawer and removes a small bottle of pills.
"Ordinarily, I wouldn't do this. These are experimental, the tests so far indicate that
they're VERY powerful. Don't give her more than ONE,
understand? JUST one."
"I don't know, doc; she's awfully cold..." "One. No more. In her coffee. Okay?"
"Um... okay."

Our hero expresses gratitude, and departs for home, where his wife has dinner waiting.
When dinner is finished, she goes to the kitchen to bring dessert. Our hero, in fumbling
haste, pulls the pills from his pocket and drops one into his wife's coffee. He reflects for
a moment, hesitates, then drops in a second pill. And then he begins to worry. The
doctor did say they were powerful. Then an inspiration strikes: he drops one pill into
his own coffee.

His wife returns with the shortcake, and they enjoy their dessert and coffee, our hero
with poorly concealed anticipation. Sure enough, a few minutes after they finish, his wife
shudders a little, sighs deeply and heavily, and a strange smoky look enters her eyes. In
a deep, throaty, near-whisper, in a tone of voice he has never heard her use before, she
says, "I... need...a man..."

His eyes glitter and his hands tremble as he replies, "Me... too.."

Knee pains
Preeto went to the doctor and complained that she was suffering from knee pains.

"Do you indulge in any activity that puts a lot of pressure on your knees?" asked the doctor.

"Every night, my husband, Banta, and I have sex on the floor doggy style."

"I see," said the doctor.

"You know, there are plenty of other sexual positions?"

"Not if you want to watch TV there ain't!"