Friday, September 14, 2018

One evening, at a posh DC party...

A woman at a posh DC party struck up a conversation with an army General. Noting his stiff demeanor, she playfully asked when the last time he made love to a woman. The General, standing tall, said, “1956, ma’am."

The woman, taken aback by this answer, replied, “”1956?!? That long?? Let me make your night a little better…”, and the two of them sauntered away to a private room where they made passionate love for an hour.

Afterward, the woman cuddled up to the General and said, “Well, you sure haven’t forgotten anything since 1956!”


The General looked at her, confused, and said, “Well, I sure hope not. It’s only 2130 now!”

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