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A little bit country, a lot of rock and roll. Too many children to keep track of and a woman who helps keep track of me. Some of the dryest humor on the planet earth with a tad of sarcasm thrown in in good measure. I find myself changing with each and everyday. Still learning and damn glad of it. My brain seems to never stop turning and looking for more ways to look at and do the same things.

Friday, April 28, 2006

The Magic of Sunday Morning Sex

Upon hearing that her elderly grandfather had just passed away, Katie went straight to her grandparent's house to visit her 95 year old grandmother and comfort her.

When she asked how her grandfather had died, her grandmother replied, "He had a heart attack while we were making love on Sunday morning."

Horrified, Katie told her grandmother that two people nearly 100 years old having sex would surely be asking for trouble.

"Oh no, my dear," replied granny. "Many years ago, realizing our advanced age, we figured out the best time to do it was when the church bells would start to ring. It was just the right rhythm. Nice and slow and even. Nothing too strenuous, simply in on the Ding and out on the Dong."

She paused to wipe away a tear, and continued, "He'd still be alive if the ice cream truck hadn't come along."

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