A couple are doing soixante-neuf for the first time.
They’ve only been at it a minute when the man says:
“Fancy! There’s a fakir in Goa who’s a hundred and nine, and he drinks a pint of his own piddle every day of his life. He says that’s what keeps him going.”
“That’s more than I need to know, you idiot,” the woman says. “I was really enjoying it and then you come out with that. Get on with it!”
He does, but not long afterwards he remarks:“Wow! Just think! Our galaxy’s on a collision course with the Andromeda Nebula!”
“Shut up! Get on with it!” his partner says.
But not long after he tells her that in many ways, the diet of the grizzly bear is not so different from that of a human being – when the bear eats not only meat, but fruit.
“What is it with you?” yells the woman. “Why do you keep on coming out with all this daft information – as if you’ve nothing better to do?”
“You’ve got a sheet of the Readers Digest stuck to your arse.”
