Thursday, October 14, 2010

Sex After Death.

A couple made a deal that whoever died first would come back and inform the other of the sex after death.

Their biggest fear was that there was no after life at all.

After a long life together, the husband was the first to die.

True to his word, he made the first contact:

"Marion ... Marion"

"Is that you, Bob?"

"Yes, I've come back like we agreed."

"That's wonderful! What's it like?"

"Well, I get up in the morning, I have sex. I have breakfast and then it's off to the golf course. I have sex again, bathe in the warm sun and then have sex a couple of more times. Then I have lunch (you'd be proud - lots of greens). Another romp around the golf course, then pretty much have sex the rest of the afternoon. After supper, it's back to golf course again. Then it's more sex until late at night. I catch some much needed sleep and then the next day it starts all over again"

"Oh, Bob are you in Heaven?"

"No. I'm a rabbit in Arizona"

3 comments:

Pat Tillett said...

I wasn't expecting that!
that was so funny!

Rich said...

Hahaha, you're a twisted one, Nariane, and I'm loving it.

By the way, I was looking up a book by Philip Jose Farmer and saw his "inomplete historical Khokarsa cycle" books mentioned, and thought that you had mentioned them at some point, but I was thinking of your Wraeththu fetish.

By the way, I'm not recommending that author, but not not recommending him. I've read one of his books, wasn't my taste.

Nariane said...

Pat - I wasn't either. I liked being caught offguard.

Rich - I will look him up.
Wreaththu fetish? LOL yup - I'll own that. ;)