tomtom22
Chief Engineer
On my 65th birthday I got a gift certificate from brother-in-law and his wife. The certificate paid for a visit to a shaman living on a nearby reservation who was rumored to have a wonderful cure for erectile dysfunction (AKA E.D.).
After being persuaded, I drove to the reservation, handed my ticket to
the shaman, and wondered what I was in for.
The old man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to me, and with a grip on my shoulder, warned, "This is powerful medicine and it must be respected. You take only a teaspoonful and then say '1-2-3.' When you do that, you will be longer and harder than you have ever been in your life and you can perform as long as you want."
I was encouraged. As he walked away, I turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,' the shaman responded. "But when she
does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
I was eager to see if it worked. I went home, showered, shaved, took a
spoonful of the medicine, and then invited my wife to join me in the bedroom. When she came in, I took off my clothes and said, "1-2-3!"
Immediately, I was the manliest of men.
Cara was excited and began throwing off her clothes. Then she asked,
"What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences
with a preposition!
After being persuaded, I drove to the reservation, handed my ticket to
the shaman, and wondered what I was in for.
The old man slowly, methodically produced a potion, handed it to me, and with a grip on my shoulder, warned, "This is powerful medicine and it must be respected. You take only a teaspoonful and then say '1-2-3.' When you do that, you will be longer and harder than you have ever been in your life and you can perform as long as you want."
I was encouraged. As he walked away, I turned and asked, "How do I stop the medicine from working?"
"Your partner must say '1-2-3-4,' the shaman responded. "But when she
does, the medicine will not work again until the next full moon."
I was eager to see if it worked. I went home, showered, shaved, took a
spoonful of the medicine, and then invited my wife to join me in the bedroom. When she came in, I took off my clothes and said, "1-2-3!"
Immediately, I was the manliest of men.
Cara was excited and began throwing off her clothes. Then she asked,
"What was the 1-2-3 for?"
And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences
with a preposition!
