The Pill.

A woman walks into her sex
therapist's office. She tells the
therapist that her husband is not
a very good lover, and they
never have sex any more, and
she asks what to do about it.
The therapist tells her that there
is an experimental drug that
might do the trick. She tells the
woman to give her husband one
pill that night and come back in
the morning and tell her what
happens.
The next day, the woman comes
in, ecstatic, telling the therapist
that the pill worked and that she
and her husband had the best
sex ever. She asks her therapist
what would happen if she gave
her husband two pills and the
therapist says she doesn't know,
but to go ahead and try it. The
next day the woman comes in
telling the therapist that the sex
was even better than the night
before ad asks what would
happen if she gave her husband
5 pills? The therapist says she
doesnt know but to go ahead
and try it.
The next day the woman comes
in limp but happy, and tells the
therapist that the sex just jeeps
getting better and what would
happen if she gave her husband
the rest of the bottle? The
therapist says she doesnt know;
its an experimentall drug and
she doesn't know what a full
bottle could do to a person.
Anyway, the woman leaves the
therapist's office and puts the
rest of the bottle in her
husbands morning coffe. A week
later, a boy walks into the
therapist's office and says: "Are
you the dick head who gave my
mother a bottle of experimental
pills?" "Why, yes, young man, i
did. Why"?
"Well, Mum's dead, my sister's
pregnant, my arse hurts, and
Dad's sitting in the corner going
'Here, kitty, kitty, kitty..."