WIFE: How about some scrambled eggs?
HUSBAND (from behind newspaper): Sounds great.
WIFE heads into kitchen, where the shuffle of cooking begins: the refrigerator door opens, pans clatter and .... the sound of breaking eggs. Then all falls silent.HUSBAND turns page of paper.
WIFE (from kitchen): Hey Hon?
HUSBAND: Yeah?
WIFE: Did I tell you about the study I read the other day?
HUSBAND: What study was that?
WIFE: The one about the eggshells?
HUSBAND: What about eggshells?
WIFE: How consuming eggshells was shown to increase the size, hardness and duration of a man's erections?
HUSBAND: No. You didn't tell me about it.
WIFE: Well there you go. Some ... um ... enzyme or something. In the eggshells. Eggshell enzyme kicking up erections.
HUSBAND: An eggshell enzyme? Imagine that.
WIFE: Yep. Enzyme. Right there in the ol' eggshell.
The clatter of plates comes from kitchen.
WIFE: Breakfast!
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7 comments:
Let me guess, you got some eggshell in the egg, and you didn't feel like scrambling a new round...
I certainly hope you benefitted from the extra enzymes ;-)
Ahh, but that is nothing compared to the aphrodisiac qualities of a charred pot roast. Just ask MY husband.
jo
Can we have eggs for breakfast tomorrow?
if erection lasts more than 4 hours, stop eating shells and just eat the yokes.
That's YOLKS. As in, the ones that are on you, Mr. Bill.
got me there. sure miss that speel check
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